When I Grow Up I Want To Be A Boy Again

The smell of sun tan cream

Reminds me of you smiling sadly back at me

As I sat there in my bubble stacking pebbles on a sunny

Day

I still remember when I was younf I thought I would be

Young forever

I swim round and round on my tin foil pond

Like an ugly duckling that does not want to have to turn

Into a swan yet

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 like awake at night and count the stars

And I fill jam 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 a box of felt tip pens

Wishing that we didn't have to be so realistic all the

Time