yes, this page made a comeback!
by Little Girl
in these times, idea do clash
people wondering when this'll pass
friends smokin up the grass
broken bones placed in casts
hit the ground running too fast
riots and protests, people amass
students hating school, skipping class
escape from the the feds in a mad dash
while we listen to music, smokin hash
whores gettin paid full in cash
children crying because they're lashed
old folks still watching M*A*S*H
wishing all this shit was in the past
by Little Girl
so the world doesn't wish to see
the child inside of me crying
instead they must insist on
more and more babies dying
they wonder why I am upset
and offer me pill of sorts
they hate me for my baby
whom I refused to abort...
I'm a pregnant woman
and yet I receive no aide
tis for this sad sorry world
that I endure this pain
by Little Girl
pain and evil surround this miserable world
don't u love their torture?
they beat you with sticks and hunt you down..
and yet you wish not for a cure..
you are their slave
they are your masters
they beat you down
faster and faster
crying with tears
that wet your bed
sometimes you wonder
why you're not dead
why is it that
you were spared
it seems like they
never even cared
hitting, biting, hurting
they bring you so much pain
but what for? why do they?
probably to their own gain
fight back and rebel
kill them one by one
don't stop until
your job is done
the mistress hides
the children cry
why did their father
have to die?
to you I am nothing but a whore
how could you ask for anymore?
stand up now for your encore
your smile I will always abhor
I'm on the floor now now at your feet
you think that I you did defeat
but by tonight you'll be under a white sheet
how could you abuse me and cheat?
all those times you made me cry
justification for you to die
looking up, you wonder why
but in your eyes I can see you're high
such a bastard are you
but was you my parents did choose
arranged marriages so uncouth
to my LOVE do I hold true!
blue eyes and blonde hair,
the ideal Aryan race,
but some Aryan's in me too,
its just not in my face
why are people so hateful?
discriminating against each other
why can't they embrace
and realize we're all brothers?
hatred, pain, and evil
unite within our world
hurting all that they touch
even that of a little girl
By Little Girl
the sad girl cries in her chambers at night
she's all alone in her misery and fright
I guess her mother was really right
that with her father she shouldn't fight
he hit her and beat her til she bled
sometimes she wonders how she's not dead
she dreams that all this pain is in her head
why can't she hit HIM instead??
the evil that the world imposes on us
caused by love, like, and lust
they push us down and tell us to hush
after their done, we feel like dust
blown away and used are we
is it really that hard to see?
why couldn't they leave us be?
so this is their final decree
suicide is their way out
how did this come about?
from their screams and shouts
did this sadness spout...
By Little Girl
blood stains on the ground
what have you done?
in the house, not a sound
I hope you had fun
~by Fury~
Locked in the bank
Time stands still
The sirens remain
The shouting remains
The crying remains
But time stands still
No one dare move
All are still
As the next move is decided by fate
Time speeds up again
And a someone from inside
Goes to the door
Another with them
His intentions are clear
The outsiders back down
With a straight path to freedom
In sight
Walking side by side he gets out
But all is not as it seems
The guy when out of site
Lets the boy go
He runs back to the police
And he is fine
But all is not
Another guy walks out
Again with someone beside
They walk side by side
But all is unexpected
The next instant the bank is sent into flames
Cop cars are sent flying
The roads are torn up
Looks of a twister that hit
Leaves an image off despair
Only one sad soul survived
Lying on the floor
He is approached by a man
Which he used to call friend
Partner
Buddy
But no not any more
And then in another instant
There were no survivors from the explosion
You can trust no one but yourself- especially when it comes
to business
Don't be caught with your guard down
raped me like a whore
admit that you did it
you just wanted more
my parents see me lying there
terror on their faces
to you mother only stares
but my father chases
he screams he'll kill you
while mom calls the police
his sad tears shown true
too bad I'm not his niece
or someone he doesn't know
so this pain wouldn't come
I had so much more life to go
but now its ended, its done
you laugh as they carry you away
an insane asylum is where you'll go
you enjoyed me, my play
and you'll escape when it snows
so what justice for me is this?
you can start over once more
live your life in total bliss
add another girl to your score
By Little Girl
a tease and a flirt
I'm still a child!
wandering and thinking
why am I so wild?
kisses and loving
to me, he does caress
but I'm such an idiot
cuz I'm in this mess
fifteen years old
with a baby sinide
parents will kill me
please help me hide
what did I do?
how did this occur?
I didn't have sex
of this I am sure
but accidents do happen
so now I'm fucked
time to kill myself
'cause I'm out of luck
By Little Girl
old men, young men
all I get is men
they touch me, they want me,
they beg me for more
how can I say no?
they trace my lips with their fingers
touch my skin with their lips
make me feel things that I shouldn't feel
let my knees collapse and bring me to the ground
why do I go back to them?
I know what all they want from me
they want nothing more than that
but yet I go back anyways
I become their servant, their slave
I want their touch, their loving
but at what cost?
the cost of morality
cost of my soul, my spirit, my heart?
the little girl in me cries out
tells me I shouldn't go out tonight
but I don't listen to her
I don't know any better
I go to them, I let them use me
am I a prostitute now?
or just in search of something greater?
I won't let them sex me
just control me for a while
I won't let them use me
I use them, don't I ?
questions run through my head
my confidence shatters once again
lower my self esteem just a li'l more
show me I"m nothing but another whore
fuck with my fragile mind
use it to ur advantage
kiss my welcoming smile
and remind me that I"m a fucked up ho
a once-was who can never be
tomorrow holds no future for me
so use me now, bring me down,
or set me free.
By Little Girl
Clowns laughing at me
Everyday
Make me cry and bleed
Crush me in every way
"Fucking whore"
they call to me
"I want more"
I'm begging to please
Wonder about my health
Shoot me up with coke
Fuck around with your bro
Life is such a joke
Bite me harder
Make me scream
I hate this shit
Tell me its a dream
But its reality
My fucked up life
Clowns fuck me daily
I scream like a dyke
in my happy mind
does your voice reside
you're truly a find
with me when i cried
why can't people see
how great you can be
and when you're with me
i can hardly breathe
I'm really nervous
when we're with people
but when its just us
wanting to be beautiful
one not sought after
realizing now what I've been all along
although its nice to be reminded
and its nice to often be told
I'll know I'm pretty someday
and when I grow really old
but some girls reminds
every day, hour, or minute
that they are beautiful
whether or not they want to admit it
By Little Girl
Jokes can be fun. Jokes can make people laugh and loosen up tension between strangers, but jokes can also be mean. Lets take for example,a young girl who we will call K. K said she didn't care about jokes... that nothing could hurt her. So a friend made a crack about how K is going to be a playerette with lots of boyfriends. K finds this amusing. Another friends says that when K grows up, she will have hundreds of husbands. Ha ha, but not really funny. Someone jokes about how K's got all the guys right now. How she's a playerette and she can do anything... K doesn't like this comment because it implies that she only uses boys. Then someone else jokes about how by the time K's 16, she won't be a virgin anymore... okay, now K is getting hurt. Then someone else cracks a joke about how K would just LOVE to be a prostitute when she grows up... K's really hating this now... wait, now people don't want to stop. They've just started. K is easy and almost any guy can take advantage of her! No, wait, K's a lezzy who will do anything with a girl! No, lets not stop now... K likes older men and would do anything to be with one... we're ahead now! Lets keep going... and on and on it goes... K's going crazy by all that people say... Now someone says that K likes anything that is male (they phrased it differently)... that's it... the last straw. K lashes out and attacks people. She can't take it anymore... after the people left, she goes to her room, holds back the tears, and writes a story about her situation. With sadness in her heart, she imagines magical daggers attacking her and someone shooting her in the back. She can't take the pain. "Why me? What did I do wrong?" she asks. Then a simple answer comes to her.. "because you said it would never hurt you..." Okay, so I lied. But I didn't mean to. I didn't know that words would break me. They did. So alone I sit typing this up and wishing that darkness surrounded me as it surrounds my mind, heart, and soul.