Sometimes I feel
like a child
Reaching for it's Mother
The world seems so big and scary
Maybe if I close up into a shell
Nothing can harm me
All I want is for myself and others to be loved
Is that hard to understand?
Instead everyone tries to outdo everyone else
Stepping on whoever they must
On the way to the proverbial top
I just want to be ok
And for everyone else to be ok
I guess that makes me strange
At least to others
I reject the climb to the top
Especially at the expense of others
We do much better as race
By helping each other along the way
Afterall we are all One
We are more alike than different
Reaching for it's Mother
The world seems so big and scary
Maybe if I close up into a shell
Nothing can harm me
All I want is for myself and others to be loved
Is that hard to understand?
Instead everyone tries to outdo everyone else
Stepping on whoever they must
On the way to the proverbial top
I just want to be ok
And for everyone else to be ok
I guess that makes me strange
At least to others
I reject the climb to the top
Especially at the expense of others
We do much better as race
By helping each other along the way
Afterall we are all One
We are more alike than different
Jaclyn Horton
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