Well yes, I am still young
You can call me a kid, but I will never again be
The toddler I was, smiling at joyous things
That I no longer enjoy now that I'm older,
And I like older kid things.
Well yes, I am still young
Of course, all kids yearn to be older, to be adults
To have freedom, to be independent
And yet we then yearn to go back to who we were
When the numbers labeled us 'children'
And the world was brighter and we saw rainbows
That are now simply greys, if they come out at all
Through the rain
Well yes, I am still young
But I am not young like I dream to be
Well yes, I do worry about if one day I will not notice
The change from night to day
As the smoke covers the sun
Well yes, I do worry about if one day I will hear
Of a lost friend from California
Shaken to heaven when the dry earth cracked beneath
Steady feet
Well yes, I do worry about if one day
The water will take us, take who we knew
Well yes, I am still young
And you can label me a 'child'
But it will not keep my
Steady feet anchored.
Comments
I can feel the dual tugging emotions in this piece, that wish for independence and to be taken seriously as a young adult, while still missing the carefree days spent as a little kid. And I know, the world can appear to get a little grimmer as we grow up, as the rainbows fade (just as you mention) and some of the realities of life starting crashing in. Hang in there though, the sun will come out for you again!
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