Time Out

Here I am again

Here in the naughty corner

Not sure what I did wrong

But I am sure I am still loved

There must be some purpose

Even in the stillness

The silence

Even if it's just to protect me

To corner me off from "adult" conversation 

To guard me from peeking into the broken universe

And seeing things that can't be unseen

So, I'll trust the process

And hold my innocence

Life is weird

Ha!