Weary Poem by joses tirtabudi

Mumma? I'm tired of being grown
So over this feeling of being alone.
Can I come inside now?
I'm tired of being thrown about.
Can I play with my lego?
Shut out all the voices that say no?
Can I take refuge again?
It's not that fun being a man.
All I want - is to hold a girl's hand
Know that I'm loved again.
Play in the sun with my friends
Not fear that I'll end up dead
I just want to fall asleep
Run away in my dreams
Except that they've become nightmares
And when I awake - they're still there.
Mumma, I'm weary. Sing me to sleep tonight.
Tell me it's all going to be alright.