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Mind of a child
Am I fit for one or the other?
I look, I reflect, I think, I ponder
I want one, I can't escape the phase
I ponder, I think, I reflect, I gaze
I want one; the other will cling to me
I want to grow, but I am stuck on square three
I want to move on, but I'm nailed and secure
Whether I want or not to break free
I am not sure
I say "I want to stay a child"
But it is a lie so slightly mild
I say "I wish to wed"
And there a woman's path is led
I wish to grow up
I wish to let my child hide
Arise, my pride!
But my fear stands here
To make a move, to even come near
I cower and cringe and cry and shake
For I fear they believe that I am but fake
That I am older than I seem
Or shorter than I look
Or that I'll be set on a hook
And pulled up from my safe stream
That they will look close and not like what they see
That they will love and leave becaus