In childhood days, our dreams were filled with hope beyond the skies.
In childhood days our wholesome truth shone through our loving eyes.
In those days, our loving light created every dream.
Since those days our soul has yearned to follow in that stream.

So many days we face the pain that life throws in our way;
So many times our light is dimmed far from those childhood days;
But even though the heart holds back, for heavy is it's weight,
Still the soul holds onto all those dreams of childhood days.

Inwardly we start to crawl, allowing dark to take.
Inwardly we blame our truth for weakness and mistakes.
Inwardly we blame our soul for holding onto dreams.
Inwardly we fight our inner voice with angry screams.

Depression is that inward fight that causes us to still,
It grabs us by each bitter lie and takes hold of our will.
It can be our story, or a chapter on the way;
We choose to keep the blame, or return to childhood days.

Some push hurt around them; their heart will punch another,
But those who hold strong love, blame themselves, not any other.
When we blame ourselves, the inner battle starts;
A fight between the truth and the lies we hold in dark.

Each day we have a choice, to let light lead the way.
Each day, another chance to push the dark away.
Each day, a magic moment to listen to our soul
And return to all those childhood dreams created from our whole.

Love it is the answer; it's always been the same;
The only time we doubted love is in our own self blame.
Today let's choose the truth, that love will see us through
And know that love will guide us to make all those dreams come true

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