I was once the kid who believed on magic and birthday wishes.
I had no inhibitions, no fear.
If I felt it, I did it;
I was once the kid who could draw, write, skip, run, act, sing.
I was going to be an astronaut, a teacher, a doctor, a lawyer, an actress, a princess, an architect.
I was once the kid who stuck two hands in the birthday cake and tried to stuff them both in my mouth at the same time.
But then I grew up and I think, maybe, I can’t do all that,
I grew up and and I think I “have to choose” a profession
I grew up and started to think
I grew up and perfected the ‘art of pretence’
I grew up and I “Act now”
“Act” like I have some sense
“Act” like a grown up
These days, I carefully cut a slice of cake and eat with a fork
I’m a grown up now.
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