child talking

not everyone that i know is trying to fuck me
always on alert now i know i don’t have to be

can you spell it out so simply?
as if we were child talking
you can chalk it up to the basics
all i’m trying to do is face this
by child talking

how can it be that the truth resides within
having “oh my god” real, realizations
validation doesn’t come from sex or drugs
and even when i try it doesn’t come from love
no, no it resides within

can you spell it out so simply?
as if we were child talking
you can chalk it up to the basics
all i’m trying to do is face this
i know what this must sound like
only twenty-two years in this life
but i’m sitting with myself,
my inner child talking

am i your favorite forgotten record?
am i the scratch that drives you wild?
can i be something more complex like
a rueful, tyrannous child?
child talking in my dreams and it’s all about me
i’ve never taken space or the time i need
it’s about damn time that i start to speak
to and from the inner, child talking