Little girl lost, I see you crying,
Your wounded heart breaking in your chest.
I know that inside you may feel like you’re dying,
And life is putting you to the test.
The bullies who tease and torment you today
Won’t mean a thing when you’re grown.
Just open your eyes and find your way.
You’ll soon realize that you’re not alone.
They say hurtful words and have hateful ways.
Don’t associate yourself with their brand.
You have words, too, and yours will amaze
In a fashion they can’t understand.
March through the crowd, hold your head high.
You were born for bigger, better things.
Paint on a smile; don’t let them see you cry.
When the time comes you’ll spread your wings.
You’ll fly far away and beat your own drum,
Confident being who you were meant to be.
I can promise you now all these things will come,
Because little girl lost, you grow up to be me.
I know that inside you may feel like you’re dying,
And life is putting you to the test.
The bullies who tease and torment you today
Won’t mean a thing when you’re grown.
Just open your eyes and find your way.
You’ll soon realize that you’re not alone.
They say hurtful words and have hateful ways.
Don’t associate yourself with their brand.
You have words, too, and yours will amaze
In a fashion they can’t understand.
March through the crowd, hold your head high.
You were born for bigger, better things.
Paint on a smile; don’t let them see you cry.
When the time comes you’ll spread your wings.
You’ll fly far away and beat your own drum,
Confident being who you were meant to be.
I can promise you now all these things will come,
Because little girl lost, you grow up to be me.
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