Bad Child I was a child the one who was wild. I was a child it was hard to love and didn't fit in like a glove. I was a child, a bad little girl with her hair in a curl. I was a child with a pretty face that had no grace. I was a child you called lazy and maybe even crazy. I was a child whose sadness turned to madness I was a child who went away and never got to play. I was a child who traveled far and wide, across the continental divide I was a child wandering alone, trying to find a home. I was a child who stood in the dark, waiting for the call of the morning lark. I was a child who never made you proud, the one that was too loud. I was a child who wanted to die and made you sigh. I was a child who went insane from all the pain. I was a child who always wondered why..... you weren't able to love me or even to try.