when i grow up…

this song is describing how i’m feeling, so today’s post will just be some lyrics…

the smell of suntan cream reminds me
of you smiling, sadly, back at me
as i sat there in my bubble
stacking pebbles up on a sunny day
i still remember when i was young
i thought i would be young forever

i swim ’round and ’round on my tinfoil pond
like an ugly duckling that does not want
to have to turn into a swan, yeah

when i grow up i want to be a boy again
i still get excited when it snows
sitting in my bubble with my imaginary friends
wishing that we didn’t have to be so
realistic all the time

i lie awake at night and count the stars
i fill jelly-jars with little plastic flowers
i go ’round and ’round in circles
on my hamster wheel
i can feel the whole world
quietly closing in
on me in my little bubble

when i grow up i want to be a boy again
i still get excited when it snows
sitting in my bubble with
my box of felt-tip pens
wishing that i didn’t have to be so
realistic all the time

“when i grow up i want to be a boy”
-the boy least likely to

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