When I was a little girl with hopes and dreams
I would walk out holding my doll by the hair
smiling "I am going to be famous one day!"
You would smile and maybe even laugh a little
but your comments were always the same
'I know you will dear now go off and play'.
I would go back to my room
with a little tear rolling down my cheak
I wanted to make you proud
And to do that I needed to succeed.
I thought as I got older maybe it would change
Maybe you would undrstand my future is not a game
I wanted to be taken seriously with my choices
Still through my early teen years it was all just the same.
With everyone else doubting me I began to believe what I heard.
I began to cry myself to sleep thinking my dreams were now lost.
The dreams that I lived for during my childhood years had dissapeared.
I was a fallen angel- sick, tired, lonely and scared.
I grabbed that doll by the hair and held it near.
My childish innocence was forever lost
but my years as a woman were just beginning.
It was at that moment I wanted to make my life something true
I wanted to fly away from this life and prove them all wrong.
What would they say when they saw this little girl hitting it big?
I might have been born with nothing more then a dream
but this is what happens when fallen angels fly.
Eaither I give nothing or I give it all to myself
I show others the faith I have
The determination my heart seeks.
No one might have believed in me at first
I might have doubted myself once or twice
but I have swallowed my pride
and began to watch myself succeed
I watched the fallen angel fly.