Don't hurt my inner child,
Because she is fragile and she's weak.
Don't ruin my song,
For my inner child's music is for when things starting looking bleak.
For the child within that cries when she is scolded,
She kicks and screams to stop from being molded
Into the perfect abiding child
Who can't express feelings, needs and wants,
to an adult who acts very nonchalant.
So don't hurt my inner child, for she's the keeper at my gate,
she let's me know when I am sad, or when she is feeling great! ! !
Don't hurt my inner child, by telling her simple little lies,
because she can detect the truth from your simply alibis.
For you can't fool inner child for she is the child within,
she knows when you are faking it with your forced little grin.
Written by Suzae Chevalier 1995
updated on December 12,2018
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem