I think childhood is to everyone a lost land.
Just letting it out is one of the definitions of bad art.
The trouble with words is that you never know whose mouths they've been in.
As adults, we do know more, but we don't know enough. People can be very unthinkingly callous.
People endure what they endure and they deal with it. It may corrupt them. It may lead them into all sorts of compensatory excesses.
I was given talent, and if you are given it, it is your obligation to use it.