There was a time I was a child,
Playing around was something I liked to try,
But there was a huge cliff I couldn’t bypass,
It was the chatter of the pack.
You might think what silly thing,
But there is no book about how to live for kids like me,
I just wanted to play, I just wanted to belong,
But what a hard thing is to get along.
Judgment is a human expression,
It’s just not the one I was prepared to receive,
But there is nothing I can do now,
I just want to help you to be free.
Forgiveness and compassion is the only thing I can give,
because there is also no book to set you free,
In the end, the only thing we have is the judgment of our minds,
So, please let me be at peace by setting mine free.