• Before I could truly understand,
    Before I knew what was going on,
    I would show my emotions in every way possible,
    Only because I was ingorant to the things that were going on.

    When I was little,
    I bawled when I was sad,
    I laughed when I was happy,
    I threw fits when I was mad,
    All of these things I did when I was little.

    I grew up,
    I could understand better,
    I could find out what was going on,
    But I chose not to see what was happening around me.

    When I grew up,
    I shed tears when I was sad,
    I smiled when I was happy,
    I clenched my fists when I was mad,
    All these things I did when I grew up.

    I became older,
    I opened my eyes a little and didn't like what I saw,
    So I closed them again,
    I closed my eyes to the things that were going around me.

    I became older,
    My eyes glistened with unshed tears when I was sad,
    My mouth turned up ever so slightly when I was happy,
    I frowned when I was mad,
    All these things I did when I became older.

    I became wiser,
    I thought about what I saw and I knew that I had to look again so I did,
    I grew sober when I looked around,
    I knew, right when I got a good look, that this was reality and that there was no closing my eyes to it.

    Then I became wiser,
    My eyes were dry when I was sad,
    My mouth didn't twitch was happy,
    My body never tensed when I was mad,
    All these things happened when I saw shat had become of the things around me.

    When I looked around,
    I knew that there was no turning back,
    I knew that if I closed my eyes, everything would change,
    And I would forget everything that I had seen,
    But I did not want to forget the things that I saw.