Am I So Much

Am I really such a child, such a child
You cannot trust me with my friends
Am I so much the fool, such a fool
You cannot trust my choice of friends

Do you really think they'll hurt me
Do you really think you'd care
Do you really think I still need you
Do you really think we're not beyond repair

Am I really such a stress, such a stress
You need me to help you with your work
Am I so much hard work, hard work
You need me here to comfort you

Do you really think I'd be that stupid
Do you really think I need defending by you
What can you do?

Am I really such an adult, an adult
That I can clean and mend and work
Yet so much you say I'm young, I'm young
What happened to my childhood?

Do you really think I care
Do you really think I love you
Do you really think I need you
I hope you do because I think it's true
More now than ever before

Am I really so grown up, grown up
That you think I can handle it on my own
Do I act so big, just act so big
You think you can leave me all alone
Am I so much the young lady
When I'm so much still small
My problems are bigger than you conceive at all

The changing tone of maturity, from the denial of parental help through cynicism to a recognition of continued reliance - originally taken from the never-finished story Catching the Rabbit, where the character this is 'by' really did have a pretty big problem, alien invaders landing in her den and kidnapping her kid sister.
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