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A little person sits across from me framed by the wall Hands can't find a place to rest and lips poised to speak.
Peter Pan, Peter Pan, why won't you take me back?Growing up has just turned everything black. Peter Pan, Peter Pan, this has to be a mixup,I simply never wanted to grow up.
A stranger knocked upon my door I went to run away To hide upstairs inside my room Until they’d gone away
Life may be easy, Life may be hard, And you'll always wonder, How it ever came to be. Life may take them away, Life may make you astray, And you'll always wonder, Why it ever came to be.
First breath, my new worldNewborn legs find footing onThe path of my life
My mother carried me around the same way she carried her purse; Right by her side, hanging off her shoulder. The only catch- you can't be emotionally available to a purse.