“Hush little girl, don’t you dare say a word,
You must forget all that, you’ve seen and heard.
But if my baby bird, decides it’s going to sing.
Mama will tell the world, that you’ve come unhinged.
Poor little child, your minds lying to you,
what you think, you recall is not completely true.
It’s not my fault that, you exaggerate and lie.
It seems Mama, can’t make you happy,
No matter how hard I try.
There’s food in the cupboards, and toys on the floor.
There’s clothes on your back, so what you complaining for?
So now hush little baby, and stop acting out.
Or Mama’s gonna give, you something to cry about”
Written by Kira Cooper 2018
Photo credit: a girl, dreaming her life away