9 Years Old Inside

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I AM

I am 9 years old inside
Because I still think I can climb on clouds
I still believe that one day I'll be famous
And I’m still scared of men who lie
I am 9 years old inside


I am strong no matter what
'Cause I don’t realize how tight these chains are
Or how tired these wings could get
If I stretched them out to fly
I am 9 years old inside

I make goals I’ll never fulfill
That’s the beauty of overwhelming your bucket list
One day I might stop aiming high
But I am 9 years old inside

I’ve had bad days but I’ve never seen worse
I am proud of my country
I don’t know how to cry
Because I am 9 years old inside

I’m the kind of person who dreams
Who never lets the limits get in her way
Who lives in the moment as if it wont end
I am 9 years old in side
One day, I’ll be 10


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