When did you lose your innocence? Was it the day you stopped asking questions?
When life threw you some unexpected turns chew you down and spat you out.
Was it the day you stopped climbing into your mother's bed? after a bad dream or the day you stopped believing in ghosts and goblins.
Was it the day you stopped caring? Or the day you gave up, ceased asking questions
When did you lose your innocence? Was it the day you paid your first bill? Then declared with frustration, ‘adulting is a scam’. Or the day you realised you are more like your parents than you'd like to admit.
When exactly did you lose your innocence? Or is it still there lurking in the gust of a nearby wind, waiting to cling to your future offspring, and start the cycle all over again.
