can you tell I'm still a kid? can you tell I'm still a kid? from my favorite book to the way I write my name? can you tell I haven't left yet? can you tell I'm still a kid?
can you tell I'm still a kid? the way I shuffle dollar bills in my hand and the way I go grocery shopping and only buy sugary snacks? the way I carry cotton-stuffed friends in my bag because I miss them, because I am lonely? can you tell I'm still a kid? do I look put together? are my shoes tied? can you tie them for me? can you tell I'm still a kid?
can you tell I'm still a kid? from the way I let you talk first? from the way I listen, fidgety, afraid of messing up? when I spend my breaks curled into myself, enraptured in my coloring book, can you tell I'm still a kid? do you think less of me? do you laugh? can you tell I'm still a kid?
can you tell I'm still a kid? the way I'm tied to my favorite animal and favorite color? the way I only ever ask you about your favorite animal and your favorite color and your favorite fact about the ocean? can you tell I'm still a kid from the way I speak of futures like they're fairytales? from the way I whisper profanities? from the way I stand on my tiptoes? from the way I follow at your heals? from the way I trip over my own feet? like I don't know how to use them yet? can you tell I'm still a kid?
can you tell I'm still a kid from the way I ask you questions? can you tell I don't know what it means yet? do you pity me? can you tell I haven't left yet? can you tell I'm still a kid? can you tell I'm still here? will I ever leave? do you know? can you make the choice for me? can you tell I'm still a kid?
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