It's an almost hazy stage The one where I'm numb. I lie here with my body And let my mind roam. It's almost a spiritual feeling Without anyone. I travel back in time A time where I was young. Running around the block With a few boys behind me. The girls they all watch me
One of them walks over And taunts as she reaches "girls don't play with boys." Bewildered with myself I stop and stare At a puddle by my feet. I look into the water And see what they see. A girl No, girls don't play with boys. Confused with their reason I tread along back home Kicking stones as I'm passing I took one look back One final look back
They were playing The girls were playing Not with themselves But with the boys too.