Inner Child…..

 

It feels odd to be a grown up

How on earth am I supposed to be the mature one

When deep down inside I feel like a child 

I still need my mom to go to the doctor’s

When it rains, I’m the first to run outside

I sing my lungs out when I feel like it

Who gets to decide when it’s time to be an adult

My inner child is thriving at the moment 

I wanna live whatever this is to the fullest

No limits no shame just pure pleasure