The Depth of a Child

I do not know where to be...
Is this how our life's to be?
Couldn't the Light just go away
So that I could see my shadows more clearly?
I hug my teddy close tonight
The dawn is soon to come...
...The sun means facing the world so cruel...
I am unable to cope with its duel.
Young I am, a little too...
I am not strong enough
Not big enough to hold onto Lie's hand
And deal with all of his stuff.
I am not even eight on the outside...
...But I feel so much older, though...hmmm...
I do not understand why they put me down...
...Especially when I know more about life than you.

So now I lay on my floor cringing...
I cannot come to terms with myself.
A child so young and so fragile to life's wiles
Should not have to be in this torment.
I am young, and yes...frail
But I am not afraid of hell.
Can you say the same?