What Am I to you?

An adult or a child? The line is so blurred I can't even tell you myself I am an adult, I am 23, but to so many others, that's not what I may be. Still just a child, so innocent, so dumb. Just a baby, so small! You're not very tall! All your friends could've adopted you! You're so young! It doesn't matter what you feel, you're too young! No one takes you seriously! You are simply brushed off! All they see in you is a lost little child, pretending to blend in with adults! Someone to be "adopted". It doesn't matter what you feel! Any other feelings are all simply washed! You have no chance! Don't even try! Anyone older than you, you are simply lost! A mere child, with a tiny little crush, so cute! So small! I can't legally adopt you, but spiritually, I have! Thats great! I say, I love it! I love the attention and I love you! I love you! They say. You're a great friend! with that last word my brain comes to an end. I'm sad. I'm angry. I think it's kind of cute. All these mixed emotions out of dispute. Again I have forgotten where I'll belong, until my voice gives out reciting this song. You're a kid to adults, don't you understand? Sand through silt, hand in hand.