Little Bunny (Zaichikom)

We could paint out joy across the sky
Become grown ups like they'd want.
But if we had that chance to fly.
Would we get what we dreamed?
Could we take off our masks?
And end this scene?
Pretty rainbows and lullabies.
Awake and adults as we should be.
Gray water, our new hideaway, otherwise
To be known.
By the stupid questions.
Again we've grown.
My dear friend of forever.
The terms of endearment.
That I'd say never.
But I'm the baby, I'm your baby.
Nothing more, nothing less.
So lets welcome this life with open arms.
And give faith a test.