The Potters Hands by Cowgirlstar26

She lies awake at night crying out to god
Praying that someone will come and hold her near.
Does anyone hear her as she lies alone and sobs?
She wanders through life helplessly overcome by fear.

Only a few know what's inside her.
Each day she hides how she feels with a mask.
Reality hits her in a giant blur.
Will she ever know a love that will last?


Stricken and alone she now again stands.
She is once again small as she crawls back into the
potters hands.