I long ago passed that of childhood
I never knew what it could be like
I often wondered where life would lead
I remember when i died to be 13

I have not yet reach that of a woman
I have been where many women have gone
I held my own child in my arms
I have felt the scorn of lost love

I am not yet a woman nor do i feel i will be
The lost thoughts of a child carried in my dreams
I am no longer that child filled with endless hope
Nor am i that woman where fear has found its home