Lost Innocence
Lost Innocence
She was just an eight
They called it was her fate
One day she woke up on the road
Since then it became her abode
She waited for a miracle
All she got was a debacle
Sunrise or sparkling sunset
Her life became a cruel bet
With torn clothes, messed hair
Her destiny was never fair
She held her roots strong
Proved everyone else wrong
She worked day and night
Made every wrong a right
Childhood innocence was lost
Due to the struggles she fought
Her inborn talent spoke
All the records were broke
Like a picture upside-down
She left bad luck to frown
She was not a damsel in stress
Nor the typical Cinderella in a mess
Her every day was a new journey
She played varied music in synchrony