Miss Understood

A song snatches me through time to a place
where I am a strong little girl.

So confused, yet knowing.

So battered, yet shining bright.

I am still that little girl
I am grateful that I can hold her today
and let her know that she is finally safe.
I wish I could share this with someone,
but no one will ever really understand,
the way I want to be understood.

Maybe you have your story that no one will ever understand,
your feelings, that no one will ever understand,
and maybe in all of this misunderstanding,
yours and mine,

We can feel understood.