Oh how times have changed. . .
Replaced crayons with dull pencils
Leaving no time for butterfly stencils
My 10 year old self, saw as essential.
It was essential to be line leader,
To get one-hundred percent on my spelling tests,
And never get picked last for dodgeball.
I wanted nothing too small.
As my tight pigtails followed my sway
Every kid in my class screamed "Happy Birthday!"
Sweet sorbet lined my lips
Lips which would soon find themselves recieving some tips,
No longer getting birthday wishes
Because those kids who came to your party
Are now doing drugs in their kitchens
Oh how times have changed . . .
Replaced pointless arguements about who gets the jump rope
To now standing up for my beliefs and giving people hope
I now stand for what I believe in
Because what I believe in is this . . .
Children should only worry about the small things
Weither unicorns are real
Or if they will grow up with tall wings
I speak out to say I have changed
And how my 10 year old self would agree.