Why do you run away?

Is it to escape from yourself?

You drink, you smoke and you take drugs.

Just to avoid the little girl in the mirror.

You go for the right guy but settle for his brother, Mr wrong.

You end up in the gutter, heartbroken, countless times.

You don't fight just let them pick at you like some carcass on the African plain.

Running deep into the forest,

Little girl lost.

Far away are your happy endings.

No rainbow after the rain.

No crooked smiles after long sunsets.

Emptiness is what people see when they look in your eyes.

Try not to think of the monsters.

Shut away the memories that drag you deep into the darkness.

They lock themselves in your nightmares.

You cry, scream and hide but they find you.

Hit you, abuse you and shout at you.

They force you to do dark things.

And there's no prince to save you.

Running deep into the forest,

Little girl lost.

Far away are your happy endings.

No rainbow after the rain.

No crooked smiles after long sunsets.

Close your eyes.

Block out the pain.

Become invisible.

They may have taken your childhood, your life and your soul…

But they can never break your spirit.

That's all that's left to keep you going.

Running deep into the forest,

Little girl lost.

Far away are your happy endings.

No rainbow after the rain.

No crooked smiles after long sunsets.

Then as you stumble down a dark alley, you bump into the neighbour.

She and her dog walking, unknown to the terror they lived next to.

That sweet little old lady smiling at you,

How could she not know?

Then you break down and spill your secrets.

You just want to escape, tell someone and make it go away.

You don't want to go home, you're scared.

Running deep into the forest,

Little girl lost.

Far away are your happy endings.

No rainbow after the rain.

No crooked smiles after long sunsets.

She hugs you, promises you, your safety.

You knew you shouldn't have told.

You just couldn't cope with it all; you just wanted to talk to someone about it.

Then a beak of hope floods your numb body.

You have help.

Running deep into the forest,

Little girl found.

Far away are your nightmares.

A rainbow after the rain.

Those crooked smiles after long sunsets.

You run in and out of the trees.

A friendly chase begins.

A warm summer day…

You laugh, he laughs.

He catches you and twirls you around.

He may not be a prince but how could you not love a guy that made you feel alive after the nightmares?