Young One
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You’re so young,
Little valiant warrior.
Endured so much,
Taken more than your share,
Of pain.
What can make you hope?
What will make you see,
That this world isn’t all so horrible,
That surely you will be free?
Free from these bonds that cripple you,
Free from the corruption that consumes you.
Not long have you been,
Truly been upon this planet,
And in the time you’ve been,
You were miserable.
Have faith,
Things will change.
You’ve taken some of the worst,
That’s why you seem deranged.
Perhaps I can show you some light,
Lead you through the tunnel,
Carry you to safety,
Before you drown in your sorrow.
I reach out to you because I care,
Maybe I’ve never met you,
Maybe I’ve always been there.
Count on me to do what I can,
I’ll try my hardest,
At least that’s the plan.
You,
One so young and full of anger,
Full of sadness, and full of spite,
Step,
Step out of the darkness,
And focus, focus on the light.
Not all of life is dark and dreary,
I work hard to make you see,
And, Oh, it makes me weary.
But it’s worth it, to me.
If I can help you,
Help you to pick yourself up,
And carry on.
~Zoo
Little valiant warrior.
Endured so much,
Taken more than your share,
Of pain.
What can make you hope?
What will make you see,
That this world isn’t all so horrible,
That surely you will be free?
Free from these bonds that cripple you,
Free from the corruption that consumes you.
Not long have you been,
Truly been upon this planet,
And in the time you’ve been,
You were miserable.
Have faith,
Things will change.
You’ve taken some of the worst,
That’s why you seem deranged.
Perhaps I can show you some light,
Lead you through the tunnel,
Carry you to safety,
Before you drown in your sorrow.
I reach out to you because I care,
Maybe I’ve never met you,
Maybe I’ve always been there.
Count on me to do what I can,
I’ll try my hardest,
At least that’s the plan.
You,
One so young and full of anger,
Full of sadness, and full of spite,
Step,
Step out of the darkness,
And focus, focus on the light.
Not all of life is dark and dreary,
I work hard to make you see,
And, Oh, it makes me weary.
But it’s worth it, to me.
If I can help you,
Help you to pick yourself up,
And carry on.
~Zoo
