Make Up Your Minds (WIP)

I'm trying to be mature about this
but you're making me want go wild
(and scream and shout and play)
and laugh with you like the child
that I am, and was forced to forget today.

I can't help but smile at your touch
and my self-control isn't really much
help at all, because put to the test
at restraining myself, I'm not the best.

You are just too good to pass up.
One more kiss among all the rest
is still worth the looks I get from them
who say "this time is not the best" -

For things like this?
You say I'm 'only young for awhile'.
So I guess I shouldn't be trying
to live my life in your own denial.
We are as immature as our ages suggest.