Baby Inside

Crystal clear and innocent as white
Is the way she looks inside at night
Even with the fear and scaredy ish
She's sure she's going to take the hit
While prying about in her midlife gloom
She feels the need to resurface soon
Cos there's this thing that lingers on
Which she must stop cos it can't go on
It's the way the brain depicts the pain
That sets her off to feeling vain
But then the story picks up for her
Assuring her there's always someone there
However true or untrue it may be
What she feels will probably never flee
She feels the need to scream, maybe cry
It's not her fault she's still a baby inside

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"Precious precious, don't be like that"
Are the words she may wanna hear back
When she feels the way she does, getting all weak
A tap, a hand, a hug she thinks would be sweet
Get help to stand up to a height you see
A height she never thought she would ever reach
Places to go, people to see tonight too
Some of the things she would probably wanna do
But the restrictions keep bashing
Inabilities clashing
So much hope inside, it feels so classic
Pain is gone, c'mon let's just go ride
She feels so great
No longer a baby inside!