They do not cry
I wonder why
Maybe time will tell that I
Have a softer side
I’m really kind
Despite
What my actions right now prove
It must be something they learn in the womb
That we forget as we grow long in tooth
Ask the babies, maybe they know the truth
Judgment swings so far and wide
Inside my mind
I’m never right
Anymore I’m giving up
On trying to duck
The verdict of
My life
Is my attitude really all that bad
Do boys pick poor rolemodels over dads
Cuz children seem to like me as I am
It’s easy for their minds to understand
My actions are so childish too
It must be something they learn in the womb
That we forget as we grow long in tooth
Ask the babies, babies know the truth
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