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Please, Love me

A little girl walks in the sun
She loves the sun
It’s bright and shiny
Makes her feel good
And she needs to feel good

When the rain is falling
Heavy from a clear sky
Why is it then raining?
The little girl wants to know
And how does she make it stop

When it’s raining in her heart
She puts on a smile
So her mummy won’t know
The depressed mind of her
Mummy worries too much

The little girl lies to avoid
The agony of the truth
That she is miserable
So she begs her beating heart
To love the rain

She doesn’t want to disappoint
Herself or her mummy
Doesn’t want to tell her mummy
That she is unhappy
Because it’s sound so horrible

If her mummy knows
How she feels
Mummy will think
That it’s all her fault
Her not being a good mummy

So she puts on a smile
Every day
To please her mummy
To tell her not to worry
So mummy can be proud of her

Author notes

This little girl is faking that she is happy, so she doesn't disappoint her mother. She is very fragile, therefore she is faking it - for her own sake and for her mothers sake. Because to admit her unhappyness would provide too much pain.
I, myself as a child, - like this little girl - didn't tell my parents when I was unhappy. Properly because of the pain. It's so hard to be honest sometimes.
Majija

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  • reymysterio
    May 27, 2008
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    Your poem is great and wonderful it is agreat piece of writing well done good luck.


  • Naridill
    January 28, 2008

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    Honesty is to be respected though. Whether it causes hurt or not - its honest. But this piece has meaning beyond that and is beautifully penned.

    Thanks for entering,

  • xTomorrowx
    December 8, 2007
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    Wow, this is really good, it's such a sad piece, it's sad that a little girl can't tell the truth to her parents, parents are the people you're supposed to be able to turn to to make you feel better, it's sad when you have absoultely noone to turn to...
    This is so beautifully sad, a brilliant write, thanks so much for entering and good luck.