I Used to Believe
I used to believe that my stuffed animals could come alive,
But now I know it was just my imagination running wild.
I would leave them for school when I was young, but soon return,
To them silently sitting still and slightly seeming stern.
I used to believe that the supermarket sold animal toes,
But now I know my mom made that up to make me behave.
I looked up and down, and all around, but could not find,
The possible rows of toes posing, all of a different kind.
I used to believe that balloons set free would reach Heaven,
But now I know that they could never make it that far.
The pressure and temperature would make them pop,
And send them back down to Earth with a plop.
I used to believe what my parents said was always right,
But now I know there are such concepts as science and statistics.
I utilize a fairytale, a myth, a legend as a learning device,
Instead of mythological, magical, mystical merchandise.
I used to believe that the world was a safe place,
But now I know the actions of hate groups and terrorists.
I witness revulsion against homosexuals, different religions, and blameless civilians,
Yet nothing is being done to aid these people that come in hundreds of millions.
I used to be a very innocent and immature child,
But now I have transformed into a smart, stunning, spectacular senior.
I have learned more material than I could have ever imagined,
While gaining life experiences through kindness and compassion.