You talk to me like I’m eight Like I just learned how to lie Like I don’t know what money is Or why you look so tired You say “when you’re older” Like that’s not happening now Like I’m not standing right here With opinions you ignore out loud I pay attention I just don’t agree And that’s not the same As being naïve I’m adult-ish Get it straight I don’t need training wheels I just need space I’m not a kid Don’t pat my head I’ve got tastes and needs And thoughts you never read I’m adult-ish Yeah, I know I mess it up But I still grow Talk to me like I’m real Not fragile, not dismissed I’m not finished yet But I exist You hate my music, hate my clothes Hate the way I say “I’m fine” You say it’s just a phase again Like phases don’t take time You knock before you enter But you still look through my stuff You say “my house, my rules” When I say “that’s not enough” Not enough Not enough I’m adult-ish Not a joke I know what I feel Even when I choke I don’t need fixing I need trust I need you to see me As more than dust I’m adult-ish I’ve got wants Not just habits And bad response Don’t shrink me down To make it fit I’m not a child I’m adult-ish I know you’re tired I know you tried I know the world Didn’t turn out right But don’t unload it On my skin Like I’m a rerun Of where you’ve been I’m adult-ish Hear me speak I don’t need saving I need relief I need room to fuck it up And learn from it I’m adult-ish Let me be A young woman Figuring out me Not a problem Not a phase Just a person In this place Adult-ish Say it again