Little Girls

When did we stop letting little girls be little girls?

When did they start painting their face

And tightening their waists?

When did we begin to define beauty

As something bottled and sold?

When did we start telling little girls

That they were not enough

When did we start telling little girls

Be something else

When did we stop letting little girls be little girls?

When did we tell them they had to grow up?

When will we stop?

When will we start raging against the machine?

When will we cry out against this “modern love”?

When will we say enough?

When will we let innocence be?

When will we let little girls be little girls again?

Is it too late to tell them?

To tell them they are enough

To tell them there’s nothing wrong with them

To tell them the world is wrong

But magazines and pop stars are so much louder

How will they ever hear us over all this noise?