Sweat off my brow,
Throwing in a towel
Seems as easy
As breathing
Not me
I am a child
Teething
Sinking my teeth into
A scheme
And spitting out
My dreams
To be
Where I need
To be
I cry like a baby
When the sun
Tap,
Tap,
Taps
On my window
Waiting for the night
To save me,
And this pressure
The day undergoes
Pick out my clothes
I am too tired to choose
Make me look pretty
Tie up my shoes
Drag the crayon
Across my lips
Make me look
Like I am not sick
Of this
Or like a child
I will throw
A fit
When I clock in,
To another day
To make
What I have to pay
To live
Each day I am growing
Another mark
On the doorway
My height, and my age
Yes, I am growing
Into a lady
But sometimes
I feel
Like a baby..