I may be a mature young woman,
but on the inside,
I’m still a little girl.
A little girl yearning for love.
A little girl yearning for comfort.
A little girl with no hope.
And I don’t let my yearnings show.
I just push everyone away.
I’m afraid to get hurt.
Yet I need someone, anyone.
I’m screaming inside.
I’m crying inside.
This little girl is scared to be alone.
~*~ Jill ~*~