Cycle: Fly or Crash
I met a little girl,
She said she wished she could fly.
I wondered why,
Maybe away from all the sorrow,
Or to find her daddy who's gone.
After I left,
She'd always cry,
Unlike her daddy,
I gave her toys and time,
Why couldn't she grasp this?
'Cause if you hurt a child one day,
Pain is the only thing that'll stay.
How could you remember good things,
Like eating sweets and lullabies?
But I know one day she'll be able to fly.
Show the ones she loves time,
Loyalty, security, and trust,
All the things a child needs.
But if not, then another child will want to fly,
And I hope they won't crash.