Allah is great

There's a 7 year old inside of me, Without a way that she could be. She can't seem to live her life, To be a mother, to be a wife, Because she still waits for the love that never was, And never will be. She's stuck, stuck in a place, A place with a dark evil face, Waiting, and waiting, for something, To make some kind of sence, Of why, what was taken from her, Was her inocense. A sad, confused, and painful, little girl, Still stuck, stuck in this world. No one can help her, so many have tried, Her life inside has died.