Finding Truth

When I was little, oh, when I was small, Only a child, believing in good is all… When I was younger, oh, when I was youth, Only a child, believing everyone would tell the truth. But… They never did, they truly never did; “Never lie! God forbid!” Their words, oh, their words so ironic, Preaching to a child, go along and lie some more – be fanatic. Nevertheless… I grew up, oh, I became tall, Then, reality shown me every damn lie they told. I am older, oh, I became the grey perception, A women disguising her childhood misconception. Enough… When I teach, oh, when I preach, Dear darling, life is not waiting under a bridge. When I speak, oh, when I tell you, Dear child, superheroes do not exist, it’s not true. Reality… Dream big – but you need to be realistic, Otherwise, you chase after wind, falsely being optimistic. Go along, wish to grow up now, my dear child, But remember, life is tough, forget the idea of it being mild.