Innocence

When did you lose your innocence, young one?
And stop believing then that life could be fun?

When tears were abundant, and it was easy to cry...
has the harshness of this world made your eyes dry?

Or is that state of your own making, in some part,
as mistakes and sins make hard your heart?

Did you find out that sometimes people have no shame,
who when caught will start to play games of blame?

Or did your faith in goodness go little by little
as you began to find everyone harsh yet brittle?

Where has it gone, that sense of play and joy...
where you would be like a kid with a new toy?

Did it really have to go when you grew up?
or were you externally pushed to tough up?

If only I can show you that it needn't be like this
and you can trust others without feeling at risk

but if you've been hurt too much to not be cynical
then of my efforts you can, will only be critical

So by my own example, I'll hold the door for you,
and wait in total certainty, one day you'll come through.