Why, why, why?
I wish I were an adult,
Why, why, why?
Well, well, well, I say.
This is because all adults
Are not discriminated for speaking out or
Protesting, they can do whatever they want.
Why, can I not grow up?
But for us, we want to mature quickly to understand,
But also to be adored for our silly mistakes.
It is a shame how I feel old and young at the same time;
I speak maturely, but my mind is weak.
Why, can I not grow up?
I want to be as young as the start of earth, but know how it feels
To be as wise as the eldest trees of the forests.
I know that slowly soft skin will turn into leather,
My blonde locks to a darker shade,
But I want to experience so much more.
Why, can I not grow up?
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