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One time I was a kid


One time when I was a kid 

I got asked what I wanted to do when I got big

I replied "well maybe grab stuff off the top shelf?"

They replied "No I mean with yourself"

Until then I had never thought about it

The perpetual motion of life was something I did not notice

Suddenly I became more curious

Now that I have got the information what am I going to do with this

Then I thought maybe I should have been more observant

Strive to be a good person and a servant

Started asking what can take me higher

Could I ever be a king of an empire

Could I possibly be a legend?

But I always knew that I wouldn't life forever 

Is this for the worse or the better

I never once thought to understand what taxes were

But let me tell you how my wheels began to turn

Now that we fast forward in time

The thought of a singer, a fireman, and a cop all came to my mind

Thought to myself I can do it I am one of a kind

Little did I know that I'd be taught the same was as Suzy and Tim

But be told I am different than them?

I have these things that can make me excel

But I sit in this classroom like its a cell

Learning how many apples Mark has if he buys 60 and gives away 32

While watching my friend Andrew eat some elmers glue

And trying to figure out why Mark needs so many apples?

My mind is shaken like a rattle

Looking everywhere in my desk to find the keys to these shackles

I have this fire inside of me and I can hear the crackles

But I fel like there is no way out of these classes

Where I can literally feel time slow down like a fresh pour of molasses

I realized then I never wanna be big

Sign me up for a lifetime of being a kid

Meaning I will never forget to find joy in the little things

To be the one who dances and sings

Not to forget to sit up straight and smile big

To keep my heart open and my mind curious 

To dive into the unknown and mysterious

You too should sign up for this

Never be afraid to be yourself

This is just some advice that I thought might help

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