I am only a child But that does not mean I be treated one All of you are children too Don't you too all just love fun? I understand that we must grow In patience and our trust But if you tell me i'm jejune Rethink, you truly must. Those who taint our love of wild And our inner hearts Were also once but a child But now scented with rust Our hope, our faith, our love and trust We lose that all... Because we have to adjust. Spoiler I'm going to lock this thread just for safety ;)