Just a Child
She's just a child,
Normal everyday,
But something's different,
Not the same.
She sings her songs,
She writes them,
She plays accoustic guitar.
She thirteen,
Mean and lean exercise machine,
She keeps fit,
But not too thin.
She's me,
Someone you'll never be.
Copyright © Elizabeth Cobb | Year Posted 2006
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