And as I gaze into the eyes
Of small children, mind’s aloft 
My heart can’t help but feel soft

Lean in close, voice low to their ear 
I’ll tell them this so they may hear 

Tell my tales I should not 
Understand them, you will not
Life hasn’t weighed your plot 
It isn’t even what I thought 

People tell you things for help

Trust me, I ignored them in truth
They told me nothing for curious
Responses still i believed to be due
Honestly, I thought they were delirious 

Shoving things told to the back shelf
Greedy to know; giving an angry yelp
Whatever they say I wanted to know
Embarrassed when they laugh too and fro
My own gut feeling knotted and low

Hidden away they keep things from you 
Believe me so, they will always do

This is good, you don’t want these, no
Even when you think so, you shouldn’t 
Those things thick and sticky as flem
Cloud your mind it will, Yucky and prudent  

Haunt you through the night 
Not time for that, it is not right