you look at us grown ups
as if we know our stuff
but really we are playing,
getting by our days in
our mixed-up, chocka-busy ways
praying and hoping it’s our heyday
inktuition
writing my life and soul
you look at us grown ups
as if we know our stuff
but really we are playing,
getting by our days in
our mixed-up, chocka-busy ways
praying and hoping it’s our heyday
inktuition 