For the world I am a teenager,
But for me;
I'm still a toddler of three.
I am that six years old,
Who wants to know;
How do bugs glow?

For the world I am eighteen,
But for me;
I'm a little bunny,
Jumping around every tree.
I'm still seven,
Wondering what's in heaven.

For the world I am all grown-up,
But for me;
I'm still small and free.
I'm that nine year old,
Playing out in the cold,
Without caring for my sniffing nose cold.

For the world I am ready to work,
But for me,
I'm that little kid,
Who wants to be fed wearing a bib.
I'm as small as a baby,
Staring at everything, wondering may be....