Not So Little Anymore

I handle stress, chaos, and failure quite well

When I see damage, I solve it then dwell

I can’t do it on my own

It’s scary out in the world

When I was younger I didn’t need to worry

About pain, disappointment or to be sorry

Being ‘wrong’ wasn’t a thing

I would be dancing, drawing, maybe even sing

I’m not so little anymore

I fail and cry about tests and friends

No one told me that eventually it would all end

I grow and listen to all the advice

If I don’t pay attention to it, I pay the price

But it’s how I’ll grow up and learn

At the end I will get what I’ve earned

The respect and knowledge gained from my mistakes

Ambition and growing, is all that it takes

I’m not so little anymore


This poem is about: 
My family
Our world
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