My Mommy says I'm not

 

not the same little girl anymore. Mommy says I've changed.

Mommy thinks its cause I'm grown up, That I've changed my ways.

But Mommy doesn't know, Mommy doesn't see, all the scars in my heart, and

all the places I bleed. Mommy doesn't understand, and i really don't know why, Mommy doesn't know at night I silently cry, Mommy doesn't know that I really want to die. Mommy doesn't get to see, this terrible place inside my mind. Mommy doesn't know all the things I hide,I wish I could just scream to my Mommy that I am not okay. I wish I could ask her to take my pain away. My depression, mommy doesn't know about, Mommy doesn't

know that i want to scream and shout. Mommy was right, but mommy doesn't know.

 

She lost her little girl long ago.