Little child, be not afraid.
Though rain pounds harshly against the glass,
Like an unwanted stranger, there is no danger.
I am here tonight.
Little child, be not afraid.
Though thunder explodes and lightning flash,
illuminates your tear-stained face.
I am here tonight.
And someday you'll know,
That nature is so.
The same rain that draws you near me,
Falls on rivers and land,
on forests and sand,
Makes the beautiful world that you'll see.
In the morning.
Little child, be not afraid.
Though storm clouds mask your beloved moon.
And its candlelight beams, still keep pleasant dreams.
I am here tonight.
Little child, be not afraid.
Though wind makes creatures of our trees.
And their branches to hands, they're not real, understand.
And I am here tonight.
For you know, once even I was a
Little child, and I was afraid.
But a gentle someone always came
To dry all my tears, trade sweet sleep for fears.
And to give a kiss goodnight.
Well now I am grown,
And these years have shown
That rain's a part of how life goes.
But it's dark and it's late,
So I'll hold you and wait,
'Till your frightened eyes do close.
And I hope that you'll know...
Everything's fine in the morning.
The rain'll be gone in the morning.
But I'll still be here in the morning.
This song just reminds me of being a child and how much I wished my parents loved me as much as they loved their alcohol. I've had to grow up and act like an adult since I was tweleve. I'm not allowed to feel stress. Love. Pain. I'm suppose to get over everything but I just wish my life could have at least had a different childhood. I love my family and they love me... But I feel like alcohol has torn my family apart. I can't say anything though. So now I think since I couldn't have a decent childhood I'll give my children the best one ever. Yes, I think about getting married and having children and I'm only 15. If that's wrong I don't care. I want to care for my children and make them happy. I promise I'll be a good mother. I swear I will...










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Whim: (hwĭm, wĭm)
Noun. A sudden or capricious idea; a fancy
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I use to smile and laugh...
Because I had too...
But now I do...
Because I want to
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Whim: (hwĭm, wĭm)
Noun. A sudden or capricious idea; a fancy
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Tumblr| Last.Fm |Pandora
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I use to smile and laugh...
Because I had too...
But now I do...
Because I want to
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Elements of Life
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I use to smile and laugh...
Because I had too...
But now I do...
Because I want to
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Elements of Life
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I use to smile and laugh...
Because I had too...
But now I do...
Because I want to
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I use to smile and laugh...
Because I had too...
But now I do...
Because I want to
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