Its for your own good.
Words no one ever thought was true.
6 words no one ever believed.
Even though it is the truth.

There's a simple reason,
For people to never believe
The words of assurance
that you force on them.

Even if you tell them,
"Its for your own good"
If you'll never say why
They will always live,

With the fact that the thing,
That they wanted and loved,
At that point in time,
Was never for them.

A kid wanted a toy,
It wasn't bought.
Instead he got words that said,
"Its for your own good"

Not knowing that in time,
A new toy would come out,
That would be his,
In a lifetime than an instant.

A candy he wanted,
His mouth watering for desire
Again he never got it,
"Its for your own good"

Not knowing he'd get,
a fresh batch of cookies.
That would satisfy not only his mouth
But his stomach as well.

Wanting a smartphone today?
don't get it,
"Its for your own good" they told him
With envy of others he lived with his keypad phone.

Not knowing,
That, in a few days
A new, better, improved, and sexier. Smartphone would be released

That's why,
As I walk away from everything,
That we've built with our wounded hands.
I will tell you,

"Its for your own good"

But I will not leave without saying why.
No, I won't, I've been living with the question,
"Why" for a very long time,
So much so, That I don't want another.

"This is for your own good,
Because I know when I leave,
Someone will take my place,
By your side,
Not a boy, But a man.
Someone whose Arms would make you feel safe.
Someone whose eyes would let you see his soul.
Someone whose hearbeat would make you stop,

To stop asking why. Because for once, you'd think, that this is good.
That this is right, that everything in this messed up world,
Where everyone wants to hurt someone,
where everyone yearns for something else but you.

You've found a place that would make you feel,
That everything is as it should be.

So believe me when I say "This is for you own good'"

I held onto his
small fragile body,
like he was my
own.
I cried because of
how beautiful life
can be.
I cried because of
how precious he
was in my arms,
I was literally
holding someone's
life in my hands.
I cried because of
how scared I was
to have him
brought into this
world,
scared because I
wanted to always
protect him,
scared because I
wanted him to
always be safe,
to have the happy
life he deserves.
As his little hand
grasped my pinky
finger,
A tear rolled down
my cheek and I
whispered, "i love  you
and I'm never going to
leave you."