When reality catches up and breaks all a girl's dreams.
A passage that brings her up into womanhood...
Reality nightmare
Mother
How can I live in a world
As your little girl
When I look around
Nothing is safe and sound
As your bedtime story
Of trust, love and glory
It's seems I'm living in a world
Of bad and taste
Of big and haste
Of cut and paste
Of buy and waste
Not made for little girl
Father
How can I live in a world
As your little girl
When I look the screen
Everything is dark and mean
As it was milk and honey
For sex, drugs and money
It looks I'm moving in a world
Of hide and chase
Of fright and race
Of steel and lace
Of sword and mace
Not made for growing girl
Brother
How can I live in a world
As your little girl
When I need support
And a little comfort
You tell me to be strong
Be fierce, cool and headstrong
It looks I'm living in a world
Of hit and run
Of fist and gun
Of threat and shun
Of flash and stun
Not made for a shy girl
Lover
How can I live in a world
As your little girl
When your love for me
Is grabbing my body
As if I'm not worthy
Of mind, heart and mighty
It seems I'm loving in a world
Of here and there
Of split and share
Of hurt and spare
Of touch and stare
Not made for candid girl
It looks I'm living in a world
Not made for any girl
Vilmon
