This little girl
she sits in her bedroom
waiting for someone 
to take her away
she twiddles her thumbs
and twirls her hair
waiting for someone
to notice or care
she talks to her friends
they say get out of that place
but it takes too much courage
too much strength and grace
this little girl
is growing so fast
she stares at the ceiling
and looks at her past
the walls are moving
shes done it again
taken an escape
taken from a friend
shes not so little
not so innocent
with money and words
and harshness long spent
now this little girl's
a sinner and a thief
a whore and a failure
and a heathen like me