Man-child

I don't know how, or why,
I feel this same chill,
nearly every night.



It comes on strong,
as I lay you down, and then,
turn down the lights.



I guess it takes a child's life,

to clear a child's mind.



Now I can see that most of this world,

should be hidden from your eyes.



My children,

I am a child.

I don't want to let you down.




My children,

I am a child.

Tell me how to make you proud.



I guess it takes a child's life,

to clear a child's mind.



There's so much of this world,

I want to keep out of my children's lives.



And the child cries.


Mother, why didn't you
protect me more?

Father, you should have dragged me back inside,
and locked the door.