Believe in yourself they said,
Once upon my little age.
I twirled and leaped with a heart so strong,
The stars for play and the sun for aim.
The days were bright,
While the nights were light,
Once upon my little age.
But now
My ears are clapped with shame and guilt,
The rain pours on to wrench me dry
Of mind and self I have no more.
“You have lost your way,” so now they said.
“Believe in us, we’ll light your path,
A stranger we’re not to your errant heart.
Come now this way,
this way,” they said.
Divine by thought they are surely not,
Neither by might, by heart or by warmth.
But years wrinkled by toils of time.
Their hissing words whip through my ears,
My eyes see none,
But none ahead!
My heart feels none,
But rage and hate.
Oh how I yearn to turn this page,
To
Once upon my little age.