Can We Go Back Part 1

Can We Go Back


Children have a special place within my heart and this is written for all my little girls who feel as though don't have a voice and that it's best to go un-noticed amongst the crowd. I want you to know that I see you and if no one ever tells you please remember that I think every little girls is special and beautiful. My heart goes out for each little girl who has been looked down upon, abused verbally, emotionally, physically, and sexually. I ask you to begin to lift your chin up, stand straight up, and put a smile on your face and tell the world that Lyric says that you are more than a Conqueror and you are a Kings child which makes you nothing but Princesses'.

I wish we could go back to when little girls acted as little girls. Where ponytails were seen as cute and pretty and age appropriate. Where it was okay to play with Barbie Dolls and cook on the Easy Bake Oven. When the idea of fun was playing hop scotch, and 1 2 3 Green Light.
Now we are in a time where Barbie has been replaced with actual babies, and we have babies raising babies. Where little girls are taking on the roles of adults, and becoming lost. Lost in giving themselves to anyone and not realizing there is a cost to pay. The cost of a broken spirit and mind. Not understanding that every time they lay in the arms of another man they are taking something away from themselves. Our little girls are suffering and they are hungry. Hungry for love, affection, attention, and to just hear that someone cares.
We never take in account what that child endures on a daily basis. We don't get to sit in her home and see how her mom and dad treats her. We have no idea if she has four or five play uncles. We don't know if someone has taken advantage of her and left her broken. We don't know, because we never take the time to observe, sit, talk, and listen. We automatically begin to criticize what we see. Often times we forget to say," There Go I", because that same girl could have been you and still can be you. It can be someone who is close to you. We have to begin to love again, and take on that notion that it does take a village to raise a child, and that village is US!!
So can we go back to when little girls acted like little girls and it was okay to play with Barbie Dolls and cook on the Easy Bake Oven. When the idea of fun was hop scotch and 1 2 3 Green Light.

Written By: Tha Lyrical Diva aka Lyric