Am I avoiding the issue by avoiding the pain?
Is it really my fault? Am I truly insane?
They say there’s a child inside us all
I think I can see her so sad and so small
She’s hiding and fearful, won’t come out no way
to stay down inside where it’s safe and there’s others
to protect her from rapists and fathers and mothers
the other have warned her it’s dangerous outside
there’s tears and there’s anger she’d much rather hide
So, I do what I have to to keep her from harm
Way down in my soul all covered and warm
I’ll let her stay in there; I’m stronger than she
I’m outside and empty, while she’s really me