It's like I'm waiting to be myself again
Like I'm not ready yet,
Like Im clay already molded,
But sitting in the oven baking,
Still a little soft
Not ready to face the world yet
I know who I am,
I know who the girl inside is
Maybe you vaguely remember her
From long ago, it's been so long
She's coming back
You just can't see her yet
Trust me, you just can't see her yet

I miss a lot of things about childhood
I miss the imagination of it all
I miss the stuffed animals and the outdoors
And the carefree feeling
Of not worrying about responsibility
I miss the other kids too
But I think what I miss most of all
Was the innocence of the mind and heart
No weight on my shoulders,
Just purity and smiles
No innuendos, ***** jokes, cuss words
Take all that away and only the
Giggles and smiles remained