I'm not a little girl anymore
but I still feel crushed
Strong willed, and determined
to have your love
But it's like bringing home
a pretty drawing or two
trying desperately to share
something special made just for you
And you shove me aside
retreat to your gloom
leave my hopes in suspension
So I exit the room
Dejected, rejected by
I'll take a look ---soon.
I'm sitting here again
in emotional detention:
where I don't even have
a simple honorable mention
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