Young Girl Part 1

They say, “Young girl, don’t cry. It’ll be ok if you just dry your eyes. Write it down. Just let it out. Tell the world what your tears are all about.” I say, “No thanks. I’m fine. I’ll be ok later. Just let me cry. Let my tears wash this away. I’m not ready to express my pain.” They say, “Young girl, hold your tongue. You’ll understand it all after it is done. But as of now, you don’t understand. You shouldn’t speak about that which you don’t comprehend.” I say, “No thanks. You’ve got me wrong. I understand more than words to my favorite song. I see the tears streaming down your face, And I understand because I’m in that place.” They say, “Young girl, here’s a pen and pad. Write down what we say so you will understand. I know you have ideas of the things you see. But the reasons behind them aren’t always as they seem.” I say, “No thanks. I’ll learn on my own. I don’t need the help of someone already grown. I’ve got to learn these things alone. Just like you once learned the same things on your own.” They say, “Young girl, please listen to me. You can’t simply say it and expect it to be. There are problems you’ll face that are greater than you. And when they come up, what are you going to do?” I say, “No thanks. I’ll experience things. I know that if I say it, it won’t always be. But I know that inside of me Lies the power to face anything.” They say, “Young girl, stay where you are. Through experience alone you won’t go very far. Some things are bigger than you should face. What will you do when you find yourself in that place?” I say, “No thanks. I know more than you think. The things of the world aren’t greater than what is in me. You see, within me lies belief and strength. Those are all I need to get through any place.”