Look In the Mirror

Our parental will has been broken The dreams we had for our children are lost We had the best of intentions Now we’re incurring the cost It happens so slowly We coddle them and let them cry We called it intuitive parenting I call it Lord of the Flies We selfishly rescued our children We didn't account for the development of their brain We wanted them to have better So we robbed them of the growth that manifest from suffering and pain We’ve validated their flawed positions We monetarily reward their emotional truth We don't want them to be hurt or embarrassed So how dare you point out another view Forever we've condoned their behavior We’ve defended by saying boys will be boys Now we pay for an efficiency apartment Young adults with video toys They say when a child does wrong It’s the parents we should blame Take a look in the mirror Perhaps this is why they rarely change?