Still Small

Untainted by society Unknowing of the years to come Not caring what we wear, How we look or who our friend are. Running in circles, Chasing our tails. We all had that special friend The no one could see Invisible to everyone but us Now we float on a wave of intoxicated insta-friendships That we made only in our kindergarten years. When we wore tiaras and over sized dresses wide eyed and gaped toothless Imagining what greatness would become of us Superheros and Princesses Helplessly happy without rhyme or reason.