The poor little girl:( old poem )

ok here's another old poem of mine and as promised i'll tell you the story behind it, ok this one was written exactly a year ago.

it's about a net friend i used to have i used to talk to her alot she was always in miserable situations; much worse than anyone can imagine, the only thing we had in common is that we love to write, i always thought of how the life of someone can be so bad when i talk to her.

so i wrote her this poem, about the poor little girl now she doesnt even talk to me and if i were in her position i'd agree i always talked to her as if i'm the wise man i used to tell her CHANGE CHANGE it's easy why dont u do and do and do ............ so i guess i was torturing her not chatting with her one of the things i learnt lately

Don't ask people to change just guide them through

The poor little girl:

Poor little girl you lost your way to smile

With tears hidden under your eyes

You try to swim but you always drown

Drown in the oceans of life

Poor little girl it’s time to change

Before you become something that can’t be named

Time for you to be a star Not in the skies of others but in your own sky

Time for you to set a goal And consider it your boat

Time for you to set a plan Before you lose everything that you have

Live your life with a smile for tomorrow

Cause nothing would change with pain and sorrow

Try to be a smile for your friends

And believe me your stories will never end

Poor little girl it’s time to change

And in God always have faith

And make him the reason for you to be there

Poor little girl deep inside you are great

Carry on your life and always accept your fate

Love yourself with everything that u have

And believe me nothing will go bad

Get your will from the people around you

And don’t let them down

because they believe in you

Poor little girl surviving oceans of life isn’t that easy

So work hard and never tend to be lazy