I long to be a child, I long to be an adult
And life, with its sharp splinters
Reminds me I cannot be both
If I were take no responsibility
To lie in the blazing sun
Ignoring outcries of dismay
Would I be condemned for
just a tiny taste of freedom?
If I pretend to know what I am speaking of
Long words spewing from a stupid girl's lips
Sitting high and tall such as a governess
Will they assume I am overly sullen
And do not believe life to be an enjoyable treat?
Paradox, I am that
My question however?
Am I a woman in a girl's body
Or the other way around?
Inform me, for I ache to know
I am a seed planted in the ground
Growing slowly but surely
So tiny now, so insignificant
About to blossom into something
So beautiful and new
The people will dare to take a second look.