Preschool
If only we could go back
If only we could play again
Where there was no meaning to ‘cool’ or popular’

All the cliques and groups
were just pretty myths
No one thought twice
about holding a boys hand

No one spend hours on hair
no one had make up
No one worried
No one cared

No one was uncool
No one was unpopular
Everyone was your best friend
everyone was back in preschool

Then you moved up
into sixth grade
and there were lockers
and in them were ‘uncool’ and ‘nerds’

“what..?” It’s hard to believe
that growing up a little
can make people mean
can make people cruel

That growing up
and getting taller
and getting deeper
and getting smarter

could mean that you left behind
such a beautiful
and such a peaceful and ‘cool’
Preschool

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