Being little ain't easy.

You got to worry about these giants looking down on me.

Its cool.

My poems make me bigger than ever before.

I dont need your support.

‘Cause baby my heart, soul, and brain, is bigger than your’s will ever amount to.

Being little ain’t easy.

You got to worry about getting stepped on.

It’s cool.

My voice is being heard whether you listening or not.

I don’t need your approval.

‘Cause I’m more mature that you’ll ever think of.

Being little ain't easy.

But I grow day by day.

Whether you like it or not.