This body I can't grow into weighs me down
The feet pounding across the ground tiring so easily
The trees I climb don't seem to be as tall anymore
And they tell me I look foolish swinging from the branches
The cartwheels that make me pull my shirt down again
Now that I care if someone sees me topless
The sports and games that are no longer a part of the curriculum
I long to capture the flag, dodge the ball, hop the scotch
This life I don't fit into, where it's foolish to dream
To play make-believe, to see shapes in the clouds
They tell me I need to make a life instead
To pick a career, earn my keep, and close my mind
Adulthood is a heavy burden to bear
One that my childhood could never prepare me for




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