There were times when we fell down and bruised our knees,
And people would come sprinting after us just to get us back on our feet,
The injuries were hardly there yet there was a deep concern,
And with age the same feeling would never return.
You fall down and stand up before anyone sees you,
You hurt yourself and bandage it too, cover it with your clothes so that no one can even see the bruise,
Such is the tale time tells me, to become more independent by the day,
To get hurt and let it heal by itself, lean on a crutch if I have to, but no, not on a shoulder, not even for a day..
And people would come sprinting after us just to get us back on our feet,
The injuries were hardly there yet there was a deep concern,
And with age the same feeling would never return.
You fall down and stand up before anyone sees you,
You hurt yourself and bandage it too, cover it with your clothes so that no one can even see the bruise,
Such is the tale time tells me, to become more independent by the day,
To get hurt and let it heal by itself, lean on a crutch if I have to, but no, not on a shoulder, not even for a day..
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