• I hear almost too often,
    "Alice you've grown so tall."
    "Alice is all grown up now,"
    and I wish I was still small.
    Too big for tea parties,
    I out grew my favorite dress.
    Too big to blame the white rabbit,
    after I've made a mess.
    Too smart for magic mushrooms,
    and too old for talking flowers.
    It feels like time is killing me,
    I'm getting older by the hours.
    My doll house is too dusty,
    but I don't understand how.
    I know I played with it all the time,
    but that doesn't matter now.

    I'm too old for this house,
    the memories chase me away.
    I grew up big and tall,
    at least that's what they say.
    I don't remember growing up,
    or when I got so old.
    Maybe it's all just a nightmare,
    maybe I'm still in the rabbit hole.

    Still Dreaming.