A White Piece of Paper...

just a random thought about the uptight parents and also the people who don't really care about the children...

-a white piece of paper-
A child is like a piece of white paper,
pure, clean, empty and innocent,
it's up to us to paint the picture onto that piece of paper,
to paint it nicely for all to admire,
but somehow,
people end up overdoing it,
painting over and over,
filling every single available space,
adding the pressure,
until the paper finally rips,
a little at first,
slowly getting bigger,
slowly, slowly, slowly....
until it rips apart completely,
is it only then that people realize the damage they cause?

Children are innocent creatures,
unable to protect themselves,
unable to continue on living alone,
fragile dependent beings,
what makes you think they can take all your crap?

cut them some slack,
show them the meaning of love,
don't push them over the edge,
don't over paint the picture,
care for them,
you gave them life,
part of their blood is practically yours,
make saving their lives as your cause.

they're children,
don't let them cry,
save them from hunger,
show them the true meaning of love,
and teach them to love.