/Let's take it from the top, a young girl with a mother/ Father and brother, as she tucked beneath the covers/ Momma hits the wind not a hint or explanation/ Barely out of a diapers, facing hesitation/ Keeps a brave face though Daddy don't speak much/ Wonders bout her mother and why she would leave us/ Daddy doesn't she need us/ I'm 4 years old, how couldn't she see us/ Momma comes back but to sign the papers/ Finalize the divorce and the visitation/ Daddy remarries and extended the family/ Was subdued by subtraction, now new to the adding/ Loves the replacement, but longs for the real one/ Struggles with her doubts but continues to build them/ Shielded by her smiles and the cloak the she clutches/ Disguised, says she fine, not needn't for nothing/
Shame when your shamed into changing your name/
Bar out of reach, rearranging some things/
Explaining this is life, not the same as a game/
So whose dreams do I reach for?/
*Repeat*
Finally a teen, she's becoming a lady/ Let go of momma, ain't thought of her lately/ Head down at home, still seen as the baby/ Cuts now and then, thinks as her pain bleeds/ Tries to keep it cool, though shes forced fake dates/ In and their out, keeps em moving with great haste/ Hits a bowl or two, young, knows who she wants more/ Get cute, catch a boot, straight out the front door/ School ain't enough, prefer some alone time/ But she's kept busy, knows nothing of own time/ Caught with her friend, daddy gave her the first one/ But promise if she slipped, the next'd be the worst one/ Damned if she does, damned if she don't/ And damned is the hand that extends and points/ Tries her luck again, but this one's official/ He flips, screams at her, and starts waving a pistol/
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