young girl one day you will be old

i grew up too fast
in a cold cold world

learned too much too young
to ever be the good girl

no one to turn to
when things turned out wrong

i'd shove down the pain
paste on a smile and act strong

always watching my back
sometimes scared of the things i'd see

i made my own way
learned i could only count on me

life can be lonely
always on the outside looking in

sometimes i have to hold back tears
when i think how things might have been