child speaks
'yes, darling, but you're talking too much'
the child's never heard
it doesn't matter if there's any truth
but the child seems never learn
time after time
she's been told off, told off, told off'
we love you dear, but you're talking too much'
yet the child keeps talking
she still hasn't learned
growing up is so easy
she's loved
she's ill, seriously ill
'nevermind we can afford the best doctors
'it's impossible to get well
she talks
but who listens?
no one knows the hidden problem
the malignant cell grows
she begins to lose the spirit
she's so lonely
nothing interests her anymore
she's sick again
everyone worried
anything she needs they shower on her
but no one listens
no one spots the problem
not even the experts
the vicious cycle repeats
she cannot break it
no one asks
no one understands
but! one day she wakes up
so fortunateshe meets people of her kind
she sees herself in them
she starts to know herself
they mirror her
then with a dose of knowledge
a dose of stubbornness
a dose of persistence and a magic pill of dreams
not because she's met a witch doctor
who has mystic power
there's no magic in real life
she wants to be well
she wants to be acknowledged
she wants to be respected
but all these things need to be earned
they don't drop from heaven
they are not gifts from god
she struggles, she works heard
yes, she's suffered
but, she gains
there are good people everywhere
there is love infinitely
it doesn't matter
one day, one day
they will know
they will understand
hahaha
show not tell
now she sees
girl, you're not dispensible
no one is dispensable
your effort will be paid
this is LIFE!!!