Little Girl aka NDC

Little girl
cold, scared, and alone
hiding behind the shell of dishonesty, greed, and the demons who sit on your back like moneys sit on trees
you don't get high on life
so you search for that fix, it calms you itch and I don't know how to save you
in fact I don't think I should
your battle is not mine to fight
your army should consist of 3 beings: you, God, and your conscience

it was by chance that we became friends
two little girls,
searching within their jumbled strains of colorblinded DNA to find who they really were
see, we clung to each other
enabling us to live within the binds of our friendship
assuring ourselves that we would never let slip our secerts

I don't know this person I see standing before me
viens, full of crack-filled pain
the frame of the person I once knew doesn't exist and I'm trying to figure out of the hell this happened. see we shared a common dream
we wanted to make it up out this itty bitty hick town
just to prove we were not the curses people used to bring us down

See, we wre kindred spirits,
sisters,
amigas,
homies,
my nigga we had something greater than best friends
we were family

And I know it may seem like I'm angry
but you had the same chance I did
the devil knocked on your door and you answered it

so little girl
cold, scared, and alone
I'm making my dreams come true
the ball is in your court now
I can't help you like you want me to

All I can do is pray
pray that one day
you stop being that little girl
searching within her jumbled strain of colorblind DNA trying to find herself
I pray that you grow
grow til you can't grow anymore
but until that day, baby, I'm sorry