When I empty this spot for my school books
when I close my eyes from the afternoon light through these curtains
when I leave this carpet behind
I will be a grown-up, I have always thought
although, no one has ever told me
one remains the same person even when they've been called an adult
reached a certain age of new rights
left their childhood home echo
When I move to my own apartment
when my own life begins
I will be an adult, not the youngster I am now
but older, wiser and completely different
I wish someone had told me
that no, I will be exactly the same me
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