Lost Child (Written for Bobbi Kristina Brown)

When I think of you
As I often do...
I think of a lost child
Who has gone wild
One with no direction
Longing for affection
From the one no longer here

When I think of you
As I often do
I want to take you in my arms
Protect you from all harm
I want to console you
Hold you
Like the one gone used to

When I think of you
As I often do
I can see you standing in the rain
Trying to hide the tears and pain
Struggling to make it each day
Trying to handle it your way
I wish I had the right words to say

When I think of you
As I often do
I pray God helps you pull through
You have a lot of living left to do
She would not want this for you
So hold on and fight to live
Because even if you don’t believe it
You have so much left to give

My True Essence