Can you see it?
She's doing it again;
she's losing her mind.
Poor little girl,
lost in a world she doesn't understand.
Can you see the fear in her wild eyes?
All she knows is blurring colors;
too bright,
too dark,
too much.
She's scared.
She's looking for someone to help her.
But no one's going to help the little girl.
Watch her panic;
she's screaming without sound.
Her sobs come without tears.
Oh, poor little girl,
she's lost world she doesn't understand.
And she's crying out,
but no one's going to help her.
A contest entry
- Pretty Little Rag Doll. by yesterdaysfeelings-.
750 points, ended June 15, 2007, 81 entries
Honorable mention
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