There is something, some part of me, that knows who I am.

It tries to tell me all the time,

but the rest of me resists, it believes it's not time to know yet.

This second part of me, the bigger part, it wants to stay young,

forever.

There is a longing to stay in the land of dreaming and childhood.

The smaller, logical part of me, it knows.

It knows that it is getting close to the time, that I need to push forward.

How do you let go of so much of who you are to grow,

no more unicorns, rainbows and fairies to accompany me through life.

It is time to embrace this new part of me that has slowly grown.

That part of me is ready to lead me to a new world,

a world that will make me want more significant things

There's also a hidden part of me, it knows the secret.

This part knows of a secret way to grow with the new world and escape to the old when needed.