I'm just playing make-believe
Intimidation.
Trying on your mom's high heeled shoes, and then wobbling down the hall.
"Look Mom! I'm all grown up!"
I can cross the street now without holding someone's hand, but I'd really rather not.
It's ok to be afraid of that right?
They say I'm all grown up, but these shoes still don't quite fit, and I swear one of these days I'm going to fall right on my face.
Trying on your mom's high heeled shoes, and then wobbling down the hall.
"Look Mom! I'm all grown up!"
I can cross the street now without holding someone's hand, but I'd really rather not.
It's ok to be afraid of that right?
They say I'm all grown up, but these shoes still don't quite fit, and I swear one of these days I'm going to fall right on my face.