Nov 28, 2011 16:22
A young girl looks toward the sky,
She wonders why?
Her feet & hands chained,
her emotions maintained.
The wind whips through her hair,
She wonders who cares..
Chains stuck in solid rock,
chaining her freedom to a block.
Bare feet on the ground,
No one around.
Soft tears,
become her fears,
alone and cold,
This story going forever untold....