[stubbornforgey]

The night is quiet..the moon is high
theres nowhere left to go,
A lonely child does walk alone
just searching for her home,
She wipes a tear as time goes by
confused the poor child seem.
Not understanding why her pressence
bought from her mum a scream,

Does she not love me anymore..?
Does she not even care..?
Does she not even realise..
that I am standing here..?

Without a word the child does leave
then searches out her name,
And after just one final look..
does sink back to her grave.