❥When you where little
If you fell
They would ask you here it hurt
You would point to
Your knees, your arm or elbow
And they would make it better
But you noticed
As you get older
If you fell
They no longer asked where it hurt
You sit silently in your room
Waiting for someone to ask you where it hurts
Pointing to your head or your heart
Because that is where the pain
Hurts the most
But nobody makes it better❥