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A Little Birdie (Told Me)
A little birdie once told me all about your
Once upon a time.
He told me you were once
A wide-eyed innocent and
You didn't know anything
About the world beyond your mother's embrace.
You didn't understand nasty words
Or why they were said
But they hurt and that's all that mattered.
The cruelty of the world had yet to sink in
And you still believed in happiness.
All you wanted was to play
And be a sweet young child,
But the world had different plans.
It bruised and battered you
Threw you all around,
It wanted to break you,
But your mother wouldn't let it.
She kept you from crumbling
She kept you alive and full of hope -
What happened next?
I heard she died
Who was there for you then?
Who kept the monsters and the bad guys away?
That's the problem.
You were left on your own for far too long
Starting at such a young age...
The world finally got to you.
Something inside you must have broke;
The person I know now
Is nothing like he must have been before.
The world has hardened you
I see it in your eyes;
You trust no one,
You don't stick around long enough
To let more people mess with you.
The abuse has made you very strong but oh so very weak
Does it matter how things once were
Since it's not like that anymore?
You don't think so.
This is how life is
This is how it'll always be
After that little bump you don't think
You'll ever see a happily ever after,
You don't believe in it anymore,
The words just don't make sense.
That little birdie told me a secret
Something you might want to know:
You've met a girl and while
Some may call her your damsel in distress
I alone know the truth:
She's saving you just as much as you're
You might not have rode in on a white horse
But she might not care.
She sees past it all
She knows you've been broken and bruised
And goddamnit if she isn't healing you.
Slowly she's showing you not all people
Want to hurt you or will try to break you
She's showing you not all people are bad
She's showing you how to be happy
How to have hope...
And she's showing you how to love.
And not just her
But your friends too.
She's showing you that maybe fairytales
And that they can come true.
That little birdie told me many a things back then,
He's also most recently informed me
That you've received your happily ever after
And that you deserve it
Like no one I've ever known before.
So let's hope that little birdie
Only reports good news from here