When I Grow up I Want to Be a Boy Again

the smell of suntan cream reminds me of you smiling, sadly, back at me as I sat there in my bubble
stacking pebbles up on a sunny day
I still remember when I was young
I thought I would be young forever
I swim 'round and 'round on my tinfoil pond
like an ugly duckling that does not want
to have to turn into a swan, yeah
when I grow up I want to be a boy again
I still get excited when it snows
sitting in my bubble with my imaginary friends
wishing that we didn’t have to be so realistic all the time
I lie awake at night and count the stars
I fill jelly-jars with plastic flowers
I go 'round and 'round in circles on my hamster wheel
I can feel the whole world
quietly closing in on me in my little bubble
when I grow up I want to be a boy again
I still get excited when it snows
sitting in my bubble with my box of felt-tip pens
wishing that I didn’t have to be so realistic all the time