THIS LITTLE GIRL

There's a monotone voice in my head
Reminding me that this is my life
No inspiration, no motivation do I encounter
No one cares, and no one connects to me
I have what I have and nothing more
I've given all i can give
I'm an empty hole
I am what I am

Don't you worry about it I wouldn't
that's what they say to this girl
This little girl will always worry about it
and why should you care
you have what I don't, and 
you're doing the talking

So shut up I scream in my unconsciousness
and the innocence speaks
So I can tell myself that you're jealous of me
and I can tell myself it makes no difference
Because this little girl will get hers in the end
Because she asked for it, and her calls were unanswered
She says don't worry about it, I wouldn't

Sarah Mallory