Sprouting
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Grandpa says I'm an old soul
Mum says I'm wise beyond my years
Dad says I'm so mature for my age
They think it's a compliment
It's not.
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I never had the knack to be naive
The margin to make mistakes
The chance to be a child -
I ran before I walked
I sang before I talked
I grew before I could take root.
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There's a cloud over our family tree
And they're all too busy standing in the sun
To shelter me from the rain
Or to notice the blight.
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