What do you want to grow up?
A StarGirl!

"A StarGirl you shall be",
they said giving spraying neon paint on me
and letting me stand in the night.

But when I stood there
they asked me again,
"Are you happy?"

I couldn't answer.
I was too busy shining to know.
They washed the paint off me
and painted the earth all over me,
lying me down, pined to the ground.
"Are you happy, now?"

I couldn't answer.