Tempered Trust. Lyrics by #drpatty2e

(Verse 1) I gave my faith to hands unknown, Like fragile glass in borrowed beams. They chipped away the edges shown, And left me cradling shards of dreams. Now every fracture whispers still, A song of lessons carved in slate. To guard the spark against the chill, I walk these ruins to translate. (Chorus) It isn’t fair, the child protests, Her fists are clenched, her voice untame. She storms through dreams with fierce unrest, And questions why the rules won’t name. (Verse 2) Once, trust was woven like a thread, A silken cord that stretched too thin. Now boundaries rise where hope once bled, A fortress grows from walls within. Still walls are not a place to stay; They’re scaffolds built for something higher. To temper trust with time’s array, And reignite the child’s desire. (Chorus) It isn’t fair, the child laments, Her innocence a fractured tune. Yet wisdom, born of consequence, May mend the heart in buried tomb. (Bridge) I kneel beside her, wild and raw, Her tiny hands are bruised with care. “Feel what you must, don’t mute the flaw— For strength is born from what we bear.” (Ending Chorus) It isn’t fair, she screams to skies, And yet, the stars don’t shift or weep. Still, in her chest, a fire replies, Now inner-knowing, intense and deep. So let the spark remain in sight, Though toughened now in muted tones. The child within will guide the light, Through trust that’s healed as hardened bones.