She was just simple
A girl with pretty dimples
With big blue eyes
Will never witness she'd cry
With her shiny blonde hair
White as snow, so fair
A smile so perfect
Keep a picture in your locket
Was born on a summer day
A beautiful girl, they say
Her parents, rich and happy
Staring at her eyes, deep as sea
"Oh our daughter," they exclaimed
"Grow up, young men will claim!"
At five, learned how to read
At ten, turned into a flower from a seed
But fate do change
And good things fade
That little girl so sweet
Turned into a horrible creep
At sixteen, ran away
Never came back until five days
Her parents, disappointed
Expectations, being haunted
What happened to their daughter?
Now worrying her mother and father
Beautiful blonde hair she had
Now charcoal jet black; how sad
Black lipstick on her lips
Her top never reached her hips
Eyeliner on her face
Oh, there are no more ways
For that girl to go back
Yet love she did lack
Her parents forsaking her
Her parents disowning her
So at seventeen, she left truly
And life treated her cruelly
Lived on the streets, she did
From cops, she hid
No, friends, no family, no love
Only drugs and cigarettes, she have
But she never did one thing
Because even though she's sad and hurting
She never poured down her tears
Even she faced her deepest fears
At night, she's cold on the streets
At morning, dying from the heat
Nobody took pity
On the girl who was pretty
One night she did gave up
Her patience over the top
So to the club she danced
Not only one time, but more than once
Then somebody came in
She danced at him like sin
He took her home at night
Made love to her as if it was right
When morning came
She didn't feel the same
She tried to leave, to go
But he refused, no
Timidly, she had asked why
As tears almost welled up, ready to cry
He touched her face
Smiled at her like grace
And said, "You'll be okay,
I'll protect you, day by day."
And so she stopped working
At the club she used to be dancing
But now she knows how to love
And experienced again to be loved
But then again, fate do change
And good people fade
He was killed in an accident
And just like that, he went
Leaving her all alone
Cold and hard as stone
And only then she did cry
And after, she sighed
Wiped the tears away
Doesn't care what others would say
But she'd live and move on
Stop acting as the devil's spawn
And just go back to her parents
So the next day to the train she went
A broken eighteen year old
Who used to be a rebel
Now meant well
As she go back to her mother and father
She wasn't the perfect daughter
Then again, no one's perfect
Perfection isn't in a manual booklet
Make mistakes and learn from it
You will find the love you seek.