Fri, 01/08/2016 - 14:52 -- oake

If u hurt me I'm not coming out to play
In this lonely house I will stay
I will look after myself in this deserted home
It is where I am shielded and can safely roam
If you look through the windows you will see
A frightened child that is me
I want your love and kindness
Not hurt and pain
To hold my hand not send me insane

Will you look into my eyes while I sit on your knee
Will you stroke my hair
And kindly let me be
Will you hold me tight, I don’t want to fight
A cuddle a gentle touch
I cry " i do not ask for much"
Can I trust you I question, will you notice me
I retreat back inside
I will have to wait and see

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