my inner child,
you re not to blame
they did their best to convince you
the mud was on your hands
and it was, sweet soul
it was. From all that tragging around
into misery and shame
you were subjected to unspeakable horrors
your blood , your heart, was in their hands
oh, precious child, but you saved for me
a flickering white imperial lily in your heart
it saved me from despair, agony and inner turmoil
thank you, for being that brave..
I know now it s you my hero
the girl with innocence in her eyes
i know how tired you are
let be carry you to bed, tuck you in
caress your angelic face and sing you my praise
in soft, delicate notes
because, know this my darling
it s what you always deserved.