Though now mature I remain a young child
The desire to perform not restricted to an actor
I live my life inside a shell of aged skin
Hiding behind a façade of creams not what I prefer
The thrill of youth was given but never taken away
Inside my heart remains the thing that dreams are made of
Mirrors cannot display the excitement that still remains
Yet eyes can still blinded by those still in love
Although my feet have traveled many a mile
My joints now worn by the passing of the day
I remember when I counted my years on one hand
Memories now reserved for those that pass away
Despite it all I carry myself with the pride of a toddler
Each day still presents the excitement of a new discovery
For no greater gift could anyone have been given
His grace given for us just to live and breathe
