What significance do I have
When my only goal is to escape
Escape from the ones
That captured me
Like I'm just a little girl
And I was just a little girl
The yearning in me
To be loved
To be treated like one of their own
That I could never be
All over, I am an orphan again
The way those eyes pierce
The words dug deep in
I scratch my skin to the bones
And set myself on fire
Still etched in me
They don't see nothing
Would've had better
Only if I've knew
Flowers and blossoms
Out of bitter dew