but it pertains here becuase I started self injuring as a way to punish myself. Learning that it's not my fault has been a long, hard road, and I'm not at the end yet, but I'm taking it one day at a time.
LITTLE GIRL
There's a good little girl:
Smile and swallow all your tears,
Sing away your childish fears.
Hold your head high and ignore all their jeers,
Now there's a good little girl!
Make us proud, little girl:
Recite those verses at top speed,
Always the Pastor's voice you must heed.
And then you will be an example indeed;
Make us proud, little girl!
Don't talk back, little girl:
Why must you always insist on a fight?
I am your mother, so I'm in the right.
Just wait 'til your father gets home tonight!
Don't talk back, little girl!
Do as I say, little girl!
Don't question authority, you're in the wrong!
You shouldn't be listening to that type of song!
Obey your parents, if you want to live long!
You do as I say, little girl!
Hold still now, little girl:
Be quiet now, and don't you fret,
If I tell your parents, they will be upset.
And we know how angry your mother can get:
So hold still now, little girl!
It wasn't your fault, little girl:
You followed the lessons that you were taught,
It was only acceptance and love that you sought.
You fell for the lie, in the web you were caught:
But it wasn't your fault, little girl.
That was amazing indeed! You're very very talented!!
