She was just a little girl, but no
You had to have what wasn’t yours
Games played in the dark
Slip off the dress, shh don’t tell
The consequence will be more severe
Than if the truth were to leak
But who would believe
Such a fanciful girl anyway
Another story, just another lie
That girl’s imagination
Gets wilder everyday
She grows more withdrawn everyday
Memories fade, or they just get pushed away
Kept aside for the sake of survival
Locks can rust and break
Innocence can be forfeited for truth
It's harder to reclaim
What never should have been taken
