The Child in me

Simplest of tones...clarity in speech

I had a child in me
filled with so much breath
which I lost as i grew up
so did I lost his greath.

I loved the child in me
so innocent and sweet
The mischief in his eyes
the blush upon his cheek.

And when I lost him
I thought the world spoilt me
But only later did i realised
that i was the one,my own enemy.

With his purity and truth
the life was devoid of worldly fear
My life was so brilliant
every path seemed so clear.

I missed his innocence
his passion his desire
embraced the hate
gave birth to Ice and fire.

Now I set out myself
to resurge the Kid that I lost
I need the purity in his spirit
I must rediscover him at any cost

Think we all have one
that we shouldn't let die
with the wings of the child in us
we should let ourselves fly.