I realized why we slow down in elementary school zones.
It’s for the children.
To keep their innocence
To wish for their age
To freeze the next eight years of their fast life.
I stare at a little girl,
in a pretty blue frock and blackMary Janes
and think, don’t ever grow up.
One day you’ll be like me,
Wishing to be young again.
Where nothing was complicated,
The only thing you need to worry about
is to be nice to your brother
and finish thosemath problems.
Everything is so simple for you,
and I’m jealous.
I hit the white line
and speed to catch up with life.