Child

We cherish children so much,
but after a certain age we go from uplifting them to putting them down.

We teach them that the world is at their fingertips, that they have time, that their dreams are worth pursuing, but then after a certain age we push them to be realistic, and to stop wasting time.

We teach them that the world has no place for dreamers.
We try to dull their shine.

What is it about the adult me that causes you to no longer want to love me, and protect me? Can’t you see the child buried deep inside?

childsurvive

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2 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by thedefectiveperfectionist on February 24, 2016 at 10:30 pm

    Love this 🙂

    Reply

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