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I'm no longer a


I'm no longer a child...

He looked up at me as he teared up

I did not know what to do

How could I be of any use? 

It wasn't too long ago I endured that abuse

I really am no longer a child.

 

He drags an anchor of pain

that little kid who is not even ten,

looks at me as if I could save him.

I am longer entitled to a savior,

rather I've become a clueless grown kid.

I really am no longer a child...

 

I am now the protector of whoever it is to come.

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