I'm not a child

They call me child though I carry dreams,

Heavy like oceans, deeper than they’ve seen.

They say slow down, “this world’s not yours,”

But I was born to open closed doors.

Whispers behind me when I rise too fast,

Like youth and greatness can never last.

But what if I prayed, and Heaven replied?

Would they still say I’m living a lie?

I am not a child,

Don’t call me too soon.

This fire inside

Was lit in the womb.

I’ve waited in silence,

But now I must speak—

My morning has come,

And I’m finding my wings.

They say, “He’s too young to drive that car,”

“She must be sleeping with someone for that star.”

But what if it’s grace that opened the gate?

Not fraud, not charms, not twisted fate.

I’m done pretending I need to wait,

For grey hair to validate my faith.

Don’t you remember what Scripture said?

Let no one despise this youth I’ve been fed.

I am not a child,

I know who I am.

This light in my chest

Was lit by God’s hand.

I won’t keep hiding,

Won’t bury this flame—

My rise is divine,

And I’m not ashamed.

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I am not a child,

I know who I am.

This light in my chest

Was lit by God’s hand.

I won’t keep hiding,

Won’t bury this flame—

My rise is divine,

And I’m not ashamed.

The sky’s too wide to walk in fear,

The stars don’t wait, they just appear.

I’ve been called, I’ve been crowned—

Even if they look down.

I break the shell, I break the chain,

I rise through judgment, through disdain.

This dream is holy, this time is now—

I’ll shine somehow… I’ll shine somehow…

I am not a child,

I’m morning light.

I burn through the doubt,

I step into sight.

No more permission,

No more delay—

My season is here…

And I won’t look away.

They called me child…

But I’ve always known…

I was made for more…

And now I’m home.