Doll houses and Babies, tiny
clothes to match your world-
It's all make believe, except the
nightmares in which you live;

Mommy's there, but not really;
Daddy's really gone-
Your blue eyes sparkle hues of darkness-
the boogeyman has grown too strong

You're friends with anger and frustration,
your voice has been ripped away-
Oh if you could only understand the horrors,
that clutter your childhood days

I can only offer you a deeper emptiness,
for I'm gagged and bound by ties-
The bluebird of happiness sings silently;
while the raven spreads his lies

Where are the Carebears and Shortcake memories,
The Rainbow Bright painted dreams?
Where is the shiny white knight on his steed,
to save you from this nasty scene?

Where are the angels that watch over
little children that need them so?
What happened to the words of my prayers?
Where did they really go?