You couldn’t keep me locked up forever and a day
Until you are old and frail, until you were old and grey
Then send me out into the world as your own born and raised saviour
And expect me not to love life and savour the sweet taste of life
You couldn’t expect to do that without trouble and strife
You couldn’t keep me shut away in the house each and everyday
Then tell me that there’s no time to play, that life will just get in the way of caring for the old you
You couldn’t do that, so that’s why I left you
I am not your personal handmaiden, born for your every whim
I am not your nurse and carer; I am not your cloned twin
I am my own person, though I’m your family and your kin
If you didn’t treat me that way, you might have kept me and wouldn’t have lived in yin
You are clouded in darkness because of your troublesome ways
It didn’t need to be so, if you let people grow and go their own ways
You did this to yourself, though it hurts me always
But now my life begins…
