The Little Girl

The little girl played all alone
You might say she had no friends
How can she be so cheerful
In her forlorn little world?

It’s not that bad, said the little girl
With a smile so sweet and pure
For I got my imagination with me
And I got so many toys

She was happy
For she never knew
That “happier” existed too

The little girl played all alone
In her little world of joy

Years went by
The little girl grew
She forgot her toys
And made new friends
Discovering a whole new world of joy

But along came the strangers
Into her life
The unwanted new companions
In the form of betrayal,
Envy and hate.

The little girl began to feel
So lost, confused and distraught
Her toys had never
Let these things
Happen to her before.

What went wrong
To faith and happiness?
What happened to humanity?
When did it all disappear?
When did everything change?

The little girl stayed all alone
In her little world gone so wrong

The world never changed
Back to how it was
It only got worse with each day
The little girl
Forgot how to smile
Forgot what joy used to be like

Little girl,
You are not so young anymore
For this is life
You ought to realize,
Said the world
In a tone so harsh,
That she cowered in fright
And closed her eyes tight
Tears streaming down her pretty face

I want this to end
I want this to change
I want to go back to the world I was in,
She cried and prayed to God,
Or I will end it all
For I despise this world
I loathe this horrid life

The little girl cried all alone
In her little world of pain

Then came the angel
Into her life
So sudden that it seemed so unreal
For God loved the little girl
He loved her a lot
Just like the angel he sent

The angel loved her so much that
The world was beautiful again
He took care of her
He protected her
And he taught her to be strong
Now she had grown
For the angel had brought
The weapon of love along
She was helpless no longer
She could face what the world threw at her
And she was happy once again

The little girl was no longer alone
In her little world of love