Missing

[good4somethingbum]

MissingStandin’ at a bustop, near a poster on a poleSaw a girl on the bench, maybe 15 years oldHer hair was short n spiked, dyed Pepto Bismal pinkShe had Nirvana tattooes, and a big nose-ringLooked at that poster again, then I looked at herShe pulled up her hoodie, but I knew that girlWas missingLookin’ for something to fill her lifeCos a lonely soul needs more than breath to surviveSearchin’ for faith and love and peaceBut she won’t find it long as she’s MissingI sat down beside her, and she knew I knewThought she’d run but she wanted, an ear to talk toTears were the first thing, her heart thought to sayThen how her new sister, stole her Mom awayHer folks barely noticed, her new look and hairSo she packed a duffle bag, cos they wouldn’t careIf she was Was missingLookin’ for something to fill her lifeCos a lonely soul needs more than home to surviveSearchin’ for hope and love and peaceBut she won’t find it long as she’s MissingWe caught a bus cross town, I walked her to the doorI left before the cameras, refused her mom’s rewardTurned and saw her parent’s, arms around her neckAnd a little girl in diapers, huggin’ on her legI went home and knocked on, my son’s door that nightMade him promise to tell me, if he felt something insideWas missingSomething is lacking in his young lifeCos a lonely soul needs more than breath to surviveYeah, they need faith and love and peaceBut he won’t find it if he’s Missing©2007 Robert George