When I was young,
I wish to grow up,
Grow up quick and fast,
So I could be away to the far, far land.

When I was young,
I was silent but unsettled,
Taken in all were said about me and to me,
Hoping to disappear and making them regret ther casual words.

When I was young,
I cannot bear if people told me I was just like my mom.

Now that I grow up,
I wish I were young,
Backing away,
Away to the age I am more accustomed to.

Now that I grow up,
I was quiet but settled,
Taken in all were said about me and to me,
Hoping to hold on to what I have missed and let go of what I have grasped by mistake.

Now that I grow up,
I wish I could grow old just like my mom,
Generous, wise, healthy and beautiful!