Son of a gun



I'm not a girl,
Not yet a woman.
All I need is time,
A moment that is mine,
While I'm in between

I'm not a girl,
There is no need to protect me.
It's time that I
Learn to face up to this on my own.
I've seen so much more than you know now,
So don't tell me to shut my eyes


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