Pocket Full of Posies

Ring around the rosies

We don’t play that here 

We kick a soccer ball farther you than you

Be careful he might hit his head 

I’ve lived a life that taught me to get out of the way

Don’t bring them over to me

They might scrape a knee 

Blood is an achievement showing something has been learned

I remember gravel under my skin, and I miss the sting

You give me dirty looks for not stopping the pain

But when the world gets real

They’ll know how to persevere 

Give your looks of disapproval to a mirror 


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