sometimes i am torn between

idontwanttogrowup

(just lay me in my bed

hum soft lullabies

stroke my back until i fall asleep)

take me to neverland

(a thousand gauzy faery wings

and pirates and indians and adventures)

and let me forget

adult responsibilities and rules and ideas

(just let me be let-me-be letmebe)

let-me-be in a different way

(The Real World of

pinstripes and briefcases

and decafmochacappuccino)

i can take care of myself

(have your people call my people)

i am responsible

independent

selfsufficient

(and i can see R-rated movies!)

so you see

i don’t need your help

(please go away go-away goaway)

here i am

somewhere in the middle

(child meets adult meets whoknowswhat

but don’t call me any of those

because i find them offensive)

i don’t know who i am

or where i’m going

or really where i came from

because i’m just one big idunnowhat

(of memories and aspirations and

dreams thoughts hopes loves)

but someday i’ll find my way

(to that place where

neverland meets The Real World)

so let me go let-me-go letmego