THE CHILD IN ME
I know that I appear to be strong,
As far as the eyes can see,
But somewhere deep inside my soul
There is a child in me.
We cannot run away from our past
Or pretend that the bruises
never did last.
So if sometimes I need a hug,
Like a child with a badly scraped knee ~
Please understand that I'm not that strong,
And be kind to the child in me.
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