Children
In this life,
We are still JUST children,
Whose voices would never be heard above the cloud because the world doubts itself
It dwells on the past so can’t even dream of a better future
And no one ever told us
No one even tried,
To explain that everything we do matters
Not that everything we do will matter
We may as well been told that everything we have already done is what counts now
Because we still have a long way to go
You can’t tell me I won’t make it okay
You can’t tell me I am all that I will ever amount up to
Then all I am is a child and I will never be ready to grow up
I hate how I am held down by my face like I can’t handle the fight
Then when I expect that I will be held down and rely on it
The bonds are gone
Who is the one who breaks my bonds when I get too heavy for them to carry?
You control me til I admit to being weak
Then while I’m alone you somehow earn back your right to manipulate me