One day you’ll grow
And see the world at it shows
Hopefully it isn’t soon
For now, have fun, it’s only noon
I pray you’re ready
I have no idea, no, not any
What to do, or what this means
Hide my fear as your smile gleams
This is honestly terrifying
Which way to turn, when to slow down
How much is for me to mold
For you, I’ll never stop trying
This is truly inspiring
The ways I’ve turned, learned to slow down
Continue to mold myself
Is it enough? Or keep prying?
I think I’m damaged
It’s aching, breaking, it’s rampant
There’s imperfect, and then there’s me
I cry to think you’d be like me
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