I will never grow up

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I am a child, a wonderful gift
Look at me, look at my innocence

A flower, a fresh fresh flower

Look in my eyes and gladly pause

I will never want to grow up because

I fear to look the beasts in their faces

I don’t want to see my own blood

I will not allow them to treat me bad

I don’t want to die like those in Iraq

Even if those just didn't have luck

I don’t want to sing sad songs either

Or to be carried in beautiful boxes
Covered with the National Flags

Coiled up, feeling the cold of colds

Knowing that I'll forever be away

I don’t want to grow up to be

I will never, never agree.