So Many Children . . . Just
Like Me
Hear the laughter Hear the Joy
it's coming from that little boy.
See her dancing, watch her swirl
she seems like such a happy girl.
To look at them you'd never see
The broken Hearts, The misery.
Looks are deceiving, Oh how true
God only knows what they've been through.
They hide the hurt so you won't see
The pain of their reality.
A hurt that grows, a hurt that lasts
because of things done in the past.
A grownup now, except at night
I'm filled with fear, I'm filled with fright
In many dreams though some are mild
I still remain a frightened child
Scared of the dark, can't be alone.
These are things I've not outgrown
Oh how it breaks my heart to see
so many children . . . just like me.