the girl inside by Junie

seven years old
my mother's quiet
my father, he just keeps talking
saying things that i'll never understand
but i'm seven, and i've got a different mind

but you were right there for me
when my own head didn't want to stay
you held my hand and led the way

it felt so cold then
living in a space so broken
the stories that we kept, they went unspoken
and you refused to say your last goodbyes

i'm still here, and it's because of you
we're older now, but i still see the girl inside myself
who saved my life and changed my whole world