Sad

A million questions all ask how.
How can people be so mean!
Causing damage that’s never seen.

There’s an emptiness deep in side,
Where all my feelings like to hide.
I wonder where my childhood went,
All the nice dreams have been spent.

A coldness seems to blanket me,
I wish some times my soul was free.
Is there no one that can see,
What these people have done to me?

There is a corner that I feel best,
My knees pressed up against my chest.
I hold a doll, she is my friend,
She tries to help a heart to mend.

Her dress is filled with countless tears,
She knows my sorrows and my fears.
I’m sitting on this cold damp floor,
Just over there….the outside door.