it was braided hair and white picket fences
it was following rabbits into wonderland
it was pink and yellow checkered sundresses
it was spending hours in dreamland

it was dreaming of going to the prom
it was wearing your mama's lipstick
it was getting scared of thunderstorms
it was your papa teaching you stick shift 

now it's messy bangs and cityscapes
now it's running from daunting fear
now it's coffee stains on uniforms
now it's wishing you weren't here

now it's dreaming of going back home
now it's wearing smeared mascara
now it's welcoming another storm
now it's learning how to care more