Hiding Spot

Don't stand alone and stand within,
Oh children that you are;
Don't hide inside your high-walled pen,
Stop watching from afar.

People don't have answers, see
To the questions that you ask;
Treat life as it was meant to be,
Find answers as your task.

Ending up in holes of hate,
You block out all the light;
Tend feelings now for as of late,
Your bonds are growing tight.

Oh children, don't you hide from truth
Use painful life as love's own proof.