Like a Flower She Blooms

you're young and naive when you're a child.

treated like a fool among adults, as if you don't understand what's happening.
but you do.

you hear them whisper behind closed doors, making sure you don't hear.

you notice the tears they cry late into the night.

you know more than they think you do.

you're young, but you're not oblivious.

you're young, but you're not stupid.

so when you're thrust into a world of pain and turmoil, how do they expect you to survive?
when the ones who loved you most, who taught you heart and compassion, are gone, where do you go from here?

who's the one that's going to walk you down the church pews?

who's the one that's going to tell you it'll all be alright?

it'll be you.