Little Girl Lost

They say she's lost, but she's finding herself
and what do they know if she looks like someone else?

Looking for peace at the bottom of a bottle,
drinking day after day like there's no tomorrow.

Taking the pills to drown out all of the pain,
wishing, praying and wondering if they'll take her away.

Hoping for luck on that day's scratch ticket,
she knows there's more to life and she wants in on it.

Knowing one day she's sure to make it big,
and what does it matter if she has to tell a little fib?

Useless attempts at healing her heart,
she does all these things like they're works of art.

Drinking and fasting and taking the pills
who really cares if they're making her ill?

she's sure to escape, she just has to find the way,
she knows in the end it will all fade away.
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Written 6/11/14, 12:26am.

I have to give Lina/charity_hope credit since her drabble "Lost" inspired this. You should definitely check it out. I had the first line of this poem in my head for a few minutes and completely fell in love with it, then this came out. Enjoy. :)