Im a child
Laying on my closet floor
Curled up and begging to be loved
Crying out for a mom
But not the one that I had

I'm a child
Laying on the kitchen floor
Crying
And getting ignored

I'm a child
Begging for a loving touch
A warm hug
A few kind words
As I curl up and cry myself to sleep
Right there on the floor

Whenever I'm a child again
All I wish to do is be on the floor
And maybe bury underneath
Pulling the floor up and over me

When I was a child I shoved myself
In any possible small space that I could secure
For if it was small enough maybe it could hold me
And keep me safe
Like nobody else had before

I'm a child
Laying on the floor
I am no longer
Here

You make me a child again
Begging for love
Begging for more