The Story Of A Girl

Her eyes, deep brown with a taste of gold
her hair like amber, and her hands so cold
beautiful like the setting sun
she must be and angel, she must be the one
but there is one thing that you did not  know
a thing she does not like to show

Her life was hard and never easy
she had many nights that were cold and freezy
that she had to share to other men
just to make sure to afford the rent

She does sell love, it destroys her inside
and it gets worse by every night
all those men and desiring glances
that look at her body while she dances

Her life could have been easy, could have been nice
but destiny already rolled the dice
She lived on the street since she was a child
and noone helped her, no one did mind

the only thing that she had on the streets
has been her beauty to cover her needs
and so it started, because no one cared
about the beautiful girl and her begging stares

now its too late to help the young lady
her hair is messy and her eyes are shady
Shes caged in her mind and will never forget
what she has become, what she does regret

An angel
with a broken halo