the warrior is a child

Lately, I've been winning battles left and right

but even winners can get wounded in the fight.

People say that I'm amazing,

strong beyond my years,

but they don't see inside of me

I'm hiding all the tears.

They don't know that I go running home when I fall down.

They don't know who picks me up when no one is around.

I drop my sword and cry for just a while,

'cause deep inside this armor

the warrior is a child.

Unafraid because His armor is the best,

but even soldiers need a quiet place to rest.

People say that I'm amazing,

never face retreat,

but they don't see the enemies

that lay me at His feet.

They don't know that I go running home when I fall down.

They don't know who picks me up when no one is around.

I drop my sword and look up for a smile,

'cause deep inside this armor

the warrior is a child.

//the warrior is a child by twila paris//