Helicopter Parent

I float around to see that all is well
I shall protect my child in a shell
Blades swirling as I try to see
That nothing happens, that they still believe

And they can go anywhere, do anything
As I hover to cover and blind them from defeat
There is no time for reality and lessons
Got to keep them on my path, on their path
If I keep telling myself it's ok, it should be so

To all those that say that my way is wrong
How could trying to keep bliss amongst the ignorance
How could be levitating away from self sufficiency
How could fighting the vain fight to deny when all is not right
It's my responsibility, my conditioning, my desire to see
With blinders the child I wanted, I always wanted to be

I am the helicopter flying fancy free
High above in the denial clouds and starry dreams
I can move the teaching birds flying in my path
We will never come down from the sky
And my child will never learn to leave and fly
But what's tomorrow but a day that I don't want to face
The reality that maybe I have already on the path
Where my helicopter ways will lead to a crash
And my perfect ideal will lay broken on the ground
As I try to figure where I went wrong