Children feel everything
They stop to touch and smell and take sense of
But when the concept of pain arrives,
people assume kids are numb

They say that I don't have large problems,
that I am ignorant to feeling
If a child burns themselves,
do they feel it?
Do they cry like you would?
Do they scream at the top of their lungs like you would?

Or would they stand there, silently,
because they are not allowed pain
Kids are innocent,
but only as long as you let them
So if I work hard, and then need a day,
your complaints are invalid,
because I listen to yours

I miss things because of pain,
because of the things I've been through
And there are some things that you can't even begin to imagine

I wish to dream a dream of assumption,
and never have painful truths
When the night is dark and chill,
and you hear a child scream,
you walk away

Because children don't feel pain,
but you feel the guilt
and it's shown like an open sign
when I look into your eyes
Somehow I know there was pain
and you left

Now I leave you
to feel like a numb child
With a mind like a sponge
and the only things keeping you alive
is love and hope

The world leaves you now,
to look up into the universe
and wonder to yourself,
"What did I do?" as it slaps you
As the blood drips down,
you think of diversions to cope,
because you are not allowed to feel pain

Because you were just born
all those years ago
And all that is keeping you together
is the back of a hand and numbness

Children feel always