Age,
Has tall tales
that the mirror so precisely reveals
Reminding us
of the things we’ve done
the people we loved

When I look into the mirror,
I somehow
still see my childhood self
that carefree little girl
who painted the skies blue
and didn’t have to worry
about eating that last piece of chocolate
The kid who sat
in the very back of the class,
her head
swimming with thoughts
that could never be true.

I walked alone,
among a whole ’nother world
that belonged of my own.

I sat at my desk,
eyes staring out blankly with
one hand under my chin,
and was soon lost in
a sea of my own imagination.

My innocence was palpable,
evident in every move;
all I thought about was the marvels
of the wondrous possibilities.
A tall chair that
manifested out of thin air,
I kindly took a seat
and surveyed everything
that traversed across keen eyes.
The world beamed
radiantly upon me
and everybody would be aware of my sumptuous world.
I was that kid
who returned shy whispers and smiles
from across classroom aisles

Now i sit across from you
because I don’t recognize my reflection
all I see is a product of
society’s deception
and wonder,

you’ve changed.

Time
never seemed to understand
that fleeting moments still
gather in the end
and the only regret is having regrets

I have no words to further explain
how absurd life is
how funny time is

who are we, to imagine ourselves
as being so high and mighty
when it is the
children so small
who can see thousands of things
men can’t see at all

so I smile,
a genuine, happy smile.
because

Because nothing has changed
yet everything
has changed.