Older kids
Loud
Crazy
Tall
Those are the older kids,
to them I am small
I wonder if I will be like them
My first party with the older kids
they are so grown up,
and I am still small
They dance
They sing
They’re confident
A blink of an eye
I wouldn’t lie
I start to join
We dance
We sing
We’re confident
The older kids leave
But I am still here
I am now the older kid
and the younger ones feared
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