You torment me so, surely you do know not
Opened me to you, yet all that was naught
Your eyes wide open, still it crosses not your thought
Beyond the seeming forte, could be a vulnerable tot.
Confidence boils within, spouts out as molten lava
Tough, yet tougher still, said he to me my lover
There is thunder in her stride, said she to me my mother
Never could it cross their thought, I was a vulnerable tot.

My hand grows weary, eyes too are growing dimmer
Walls crumbling curve in, thoughts within aren’t clearer
I have tried and have done, I know now the taste of fear
Collapsed is the pride, I long for a place to hide.
Come me now to you, rest these my weary limbs
Spread me your arms out wide, today I shan’t be hushed
I have put a mighty fight, that I say with pride
But understand when I say, I am just a vulnerable child.

Let your left ear hear me, your right ear also
Let your mind understand me, your heart love me so
Yesterday is done and past, today grows old fast
Linger not on the yester, tomorrow could be much brighter
Hold my hand now, may your ears shut to doubt
All strength has escaped, but the spirit within still lives
The world will see not, the world may never know
That beyond the obvious forte, I am but a vulnerable child