I want to return to being a child
And unlearn what I know of the world
And its pain and sadness

I want to go back to the time
Scraping my knee was the worst pain
For I know now it is far more painful
To scrape a heart

I want to see with those unbiased eyes
That do not understand yet understand all
For only a child can see without the judgement
That blinds us

I want to sleep peacefully once more
Protected by my own illusion of security
And wake each morning to the new world
I have not yet grown weary of