Young I was, Innocent I was too,
When I realized I was more mature than those in my year
Isolation came first, loneliness on the playground.
The awkwardness at the lunch tables.
As I grew older, I realized my maturity was not a curse.
My maturity attracted those who were mature too,
And a new friendship blossomed into life.
It was like heaven collided with earth
And I was no longer struggling in the dirt.
I look at the dirt with a smile now,
If I did not go through the dirt,
I would not be the lively flower I am now.