The Child I once Was

If the child I once was
Should see who I am
She’ll probably judge me
Look at me with disgust
Forgetting that she is me and I am her
Forgetting that it is because of her that I am who I am

If the child I once was
Should see who I am
She’ll probably be surprised that I have grown strong
She’ll ask me how I did it
She’ll admire my strength
Forgetting that she is me and I am her
Forgetting that it is because of her, I have found this strength

If the child I was once
Should see who I am
She’ll probably be amused at my growing humour
Most of them she might not understand
But she’ll know that I am funnier than she is
And wonder how I got such humour
Forgetting that she is me and I am her
Forgetting that it is because of her, I am learning to conceal things with laughter

If the child I was once
Should see who I am
She’ll probably be alarmed of how much hurt I have inside
Wondering how it is possible that I am still standing
And trying to see how she could heal
Forgetting that she is me and I am her
Forgetting that she is going through the same but doesn’t realise it

If the child I once was
Should see who I am
She’ll probably recognise me
Recognise the sweetness we both share
Our souls yearning to love and be loved
Our love for music
Our imaginations, hopes and dreams
Our want to make The Big Guy happy
But our inability to
Realising that she is looking into a mirror
And bittersweet about the change of times

 

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