Are you still the naughty child
The one who didn’t follow all the rules
The one who saw a little deeper or further
Sensing more truth than others could
Pointing out things they’d rather lay hidden
And did not want to become known
Did it upset them when you said too much
Or took the initiative?
And did they try to cut you down to size?
Well really darling you were the one
Who heard the lion’s roar
So don’t let them anyone treat you so bad
That you come to feel you are just
A lost little lamb
But maybe the truth lies somewhere in between
Maybe you are lost lamb
Still seeking the lion’s roar
Stolen from you so many years before
I love this deb! Wnderful writing! xo
Thanks.. I am following an amazing blog from a woman in an institution at the moment and the way they are treating her inspired this poem. Lots of love ❤
What is the name of the club, I’m interested in following it
I just sent the link.. hope you got it. She could do with some support. ❤
Yes I got it, thanks
https://thestatehospital.wordpress.com/
Thanks xx 😘
I’m a recent follower of this blog too.
I am glad Liz . It makes me feel ill to know how vulnerable people suffer in this situation.
It frustrates me and can make me angry.
I feel exactly the same Liz.
The lion and the lamb💕
Yes I had two inspirations for this post. but the last bit just came to me as I was writing and that image which resonated from your blog… ❤
Wow this is amazing
This is really touching….I like it
I am glad if it spoke to you.