Maiden Mary

As far back as I could remember,
I always wanted to be an adult
The adults would always say,
"You're only just a child, you won't understand"
Fifteen didn't seem so childish to me
I was just as much of a woman as my mother
Oh, Mother Mary
I told you to lay me down on my Winnie the Pooh
sheets, as you ripped my unblossomed flower wide open
Too fresh to pick,
Yet strong enough to stand the pressure
Of course that boy and I aren't together anymore,
and ever since then I've always felt a certain disconnect
to everything
I am an adult now,
with anxiety and innocence lost
It is lost forever
Pray for me, Mary


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