Sometimes I feel so childish sitting hereThinking about my juvenile problemsBeing the kid that I amGrowing up so fastWishing I would hurry upBut at the same timeWishing I could slow downI wish I could be the kid thatPlays in the sand boxRuns around half-nakedIs always cute lookingScreams and criesI wish I could be the kid thatI know is inside of me
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