The sun makes your hair feel warm to the touch,
Smelling like lemons and looking lighter than it did last month
The sand gets in your mouth but you don’t notice, or dont mind
And the waves are strong but they are no match for you.
Tell them how big you feel,
They won’t believe you.
When you get home there are strawberries waiting for you on the table, sliced so you won’t choke
The juice drips down your chin and onto the carpet
You make a mess, they shout, you cry
Then you find yourself in their arms
Tell them that you know how to get out of trouble
Tell them how sneaky you are
They won’t believe you, they’ll laugh
And every time you laugh you are loud
You fill the space and make stagnant air move
You scream, you shout, you cry
You can speak and make their ears ring
So tell them how scared you really are
They won’t believe you
You twirl in pink dresses and play with unicorns
You do ballet on Wednesdays in the hall at the retirement centre
You have a skip in your step wherever you go
You call rainy days nice weather so they won’t feel unloved
And your favourite shape is a love heart
You could tell them how free you feel, they won’t believe you
You won’t care
Mar 9
Mar 9, 2026 at 12:38 PM UTC
The sun makes your hair feel warm to the touch,
Smelling like lemons and looking lighter than it did last month
The sand gets in your mouth but you don’t notice, or dont mind
And the waves are strong but they are no match for you.
Tell them how big you feel,
They won’t believe you.
When you get home there are strawberries waiting for you on the table, sliced so you won’t choke
The juice drips down your chin and onto the carpet
You make a mess, they shout, you cry
Then you find yourself in their arms
Tell them that you know how to get out of trouble
Tell them how sneaky you are
They won’t believe you, they’ll laugh
And every time you laugh you are loud
You fill the space and make stagnant air move
You scream, you shout, you cry
You can speak and make their ears ring
So tell them how scared you really are
They won’t believe you
You twirl in pink dresses and play with unicorns
You do ballet on Wednesdays in the hall at the retirement centre
You have a skip in your step wherever you go
You call rainy days nice weather so they won’t feel unloved
And your favourite shape is a love heart
You could tell them how free you feel, they won’t believe you
You won’t care