Security blanket and night light pull the blanket up, chin tight We succumb to our fears as our parents wipe away tears We are told it's okay to feel but no one tells us how to deal Crawl into our parents bed told it's only in your head Cradled in Mommy's arms we feel safe from harm Sooner or later it's forced on us, we are told it's time to grow up Thrown out into the cold world sink or swim, little girl Just because we turn eighteen doesn't mean a **** thing Coddled, protected and secure then tossed to the sharks gathered at the shore Wonder why they come back home We aren't ever taught to how to be alone
When I was growing up, we were told when we turned 18, we had to leave home. No matter what. There were 8 of us. all of left at that age, some at 15, some at 16.Feel lucky if you got to live at home until you had stability.