I am not what I seem to be, a child in one’s eyes and reflection.

I am still in one’s developing state of mind.

I am an illusion of a woman desiring to be a value amount of a grown up.

Surrounded what it is, the truth is I have lied to myself I am a kid in this state of form.

Even though my mind is of a higher sight of a grown up my form seems to oppose that phrase of being.

What could it be that lead me to linger this questioning of a human that I live as of one.

As of today I see many humans upon to be looking down at me all they see is a reflection of a child.

No, this cannot be.

Is this how you see me? Only as a child?

How will I be able to please you in this body of compatibility?