Instead of a man,
I've earned the right
to report my faults
to the eager ears
of a boy...
I don't exist today
and I think I like it
Instead of all these adult ideas
I earned the right
for my intellect
to be challenged
by adolescence...
I don't think I'll speak up today-
and, you know best...
my silence is all you need
to prove to yourself
that I'm still listening.
and there is still a reason to talk.
Tell me how to be like you-
tell me how it all gets better...
tell me how we change,
and we grow up...
last time I checked-
I could handle myself better than this...
We shouldn't think of your hands on me.
I haven't seen you standing above me
and you haven't watched this climb...
I am in the place where I feel real now,
so where does this leave you and I?
17 plus some?
half the world...
half of me...
half of you
still can't make this
something
worth sticking around.
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