A child lives in innocence
They live through their dreams
They don’t understand how the world works
But when they do, they’re torn from their seams
They want to portray love in a time of hate
They want to be kindness in a moment of pain
They want to be strong during every sorrow
They want to live today, but they work for tomorrow
They want to be patience, in a world that is rushed
They want to be open, but they only get crushed
They want to be fearless, but they’re only scared
They want to be ready, but are never prepared
They want to be different in a world where difference is ‘wrong’
They want to be unique, and dance to their own song
They want to be friends with all who they meet
They want to know why they can’t feel complete
A child’s born into a world of grief
They’re brought up and raised in disbelief
They question their purpose and all the reasons why
They go home to sleep, and only cry
Their heart yearns for some kindness in their moments of pain
They conform to the concept of only helping for gain
There comes a time when innocence meets sin
But no one can tell where that fine line begins
A child lives in innocence
They live through their own dreams
They don’t understand how the world works
So along that fine line, they find a gray between
Compromising morals and self actualization
To live in contempt from the worlds demonstration
Losing their innocence and communion with Him
Never knowing when the next chapter begins
