I've been learning to embrace your child.
When he is screaming and pushing away,
it is hard but I let him know that I love him.
And I know he wont ever show it,
but he's crying inside.
And he'll pull the blankets over him
after locking me out of his room.
And I'll knock of few times,
but I've got to be at work soon.
I know he hates when I go
but he needs the space.
I know he's always tired, hungry
and medicated.
I know he has friends but he's lonely.
There's this little girl sobbing at his window
but he chooses to pretend she isn't real.
She would keep him company
but she knows that you hate her.
Never wanted her enough
to even give up on her.
So even though I'm learning
to embrace the little boy,
I've got to go.
The little girl in me is lonelier
and she will love me back.