When I was a kid I felt wild and free
I knew who I was and who I wanted to be
One day something happened. Wow did it hurt
Someone I loved threw me into the dirt
When I looked down, I saw a fresh wound
“Why did this happen?” I was confused
I laid there in silence caressing the blow
Then came a voice. It was quiet and low,
“Hide it. Conceal it. No one can know.
They’ll think that you’re weak if you let it show”
I did what was told not questioning the voice
But eventually I learned this was a bad choice
A habit began and as more wounds came
I’d would hear that same voice calling my name
Speaking softly the subtle words
“No one loves you. You have no worth.”
I believed the voice and did what it said
Outside I looked fine, Inside I felt dead
Now as an adult I’m numbed out and addicted
I rely on quick fixes as wounds are inflicted
If I never had followed that voice I would be
The kid that I was living wild and free
Let this be a lesson to any who’ve strayed
Who find themselves helpless, alone, and afraid.
The answers now lie deep inside with the one,
Your own inner child, turn them loose, let them run.
- Tyler Patrick + Chase Andrew Jones
