I stand and I hide
In plane sight,
A button down shirt and some slacks.
Do I look like an adult?
Like I know what I’m doing?
You seem fooled, but I truly know better.
What’s going on?
I scream in my head
As I try to watch the world;
I’m only a child,
Still learning,
Still thinking.
Yes I am growing
But does this suit make me look grown?
I hated being a child
But I hate being an adult.
So here I am,
Stuck in limbo.
Child or adult?
I guess time will tell.
Revirie 