the art of talking when in trouble
to talk is such a common thing, everyone can and does talk
it is nothing special, to most people with little exceptions
but when troubles arise
talking is a luxury or a hard thing to do
words wither and die before they are spoken
fear and shame the blockades that ruin speach
the inner child has a voice
that is often the voice that tells the painfull emotional stuff
also the real happy stuff, not the fake stuff
that is the adult, the mask, the daily routine voice
the one that shelters the child from harm
it has come to my attention that many people lost the voice of the inner child
it saddens me deeply
it pains me to see that the innner child is so niglected
and that it is so widely accepted
i care for the children
i don't care for the adults
those are freaking bastereds
they hurt others and themselfs
they care for wealth and fame
while the child hides in shame
i can not tell any one to do any thing
so i beg of you
learn to hear the inner child
let it trough in all you do
one can say
the child is the heart
the adult the brain
with out the heart
the brain will go insane
endulging in greed
and i know one thing
that is not what the children need
please i beg of you
learn to listen to the child
only children and drunks speak the truth
let it not be forgotten
do not throw away your (eternal) youth
yours truely
and worried
monster