Tell Them How It Hurts

Never fret little one

The time has come for your voice,

Though high and unsteady,

To be heard.

It will take sometime,

Maybe longer than it should.

But once you've got the stage

Their attention is all yours.

Tell them, go ahead.

Tell them how it hurts.

How it hurts to be wanted of something more than your person.

Speak up, please don't hesitate.

They can't hate you

For you are their daughter.

Go now, tell them everything that has been inside you.

Tell them how bad it hurts to be misunderstood.

Put it where it hurts.

Tell them how it hurts, little one.

For you, one of my kind, are strong.

And together we will tell them.

We'll tell them how nothing will change

Even though everything will.

Tell them, little one.

And don't fret.

Never fret, little one.

The time has come for your voice,

Though high and unsteady,

To be heard.

Today you'll

Tell them how it hurts.