Little Girl

Did you ever make your mother cry?
Did you look in her face with your piercing eyes?
A troubled childhood took a knife to her heart
when you cover your fears when ever they start
you told your lies to get out of your home
you crept off somewhere and he found you alone
lust in his eyes weapon in his hand
and he left you there when love always demands

and you see
only ballerinas can dance
and you found