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Double dutch used to be a sport
Strawberry shortcake; your favourite rhyme
It was fun and games
Counting you jump every time

But soon there was no hope
When being cool ran loose
And so the jump rope
Became a noose

She was the top of your Christmas list
The only thing you wanted from the store
She was your secret keeper, best friend
With her life would never be a bore

But then you noticed she can't eat
She's just plastic and with this realization
Looking like Barbie doll
Became your aspiration

You'd take your mommies makeup mirror
And sneak it to the playground
Making the suns light bounce
With your friends cast around

But then you saw your reflection
What wasn't perfect brought unease
It was no longer a toy; mirror
Became someone else to please

Eating disorders were always so scary
Watching documentaries you never understood
Teacher lectures and class presentations
How can being that skinny ever be good?

But food is now rewarding
You're allowed a limited amount
Ever since recess treats
Became calories to count

Remember going to the park?
And running up the biggest slide
Standing on top of monkey bars
Beaming with joy and pride

But when it was time to get down
You understood it's easier to jump; aloof
Since it wasn't high enough, jungle gym
Became a roof

Who do you like?
Was always the question
And you'd always blush
At the very suggestion

You'd tease each other, talk and run away
But five year old boys didn't grow up with class
So in high school pulling on pig tails
Became grabbing your ass

You'd show up at school
Pretty in pink
Not even caring
What others may think

But then you had to conform
Following others demands
This is when clothes
Became expensive brands

You always asked for candy
When going to the store
Lolly pops and gummy bears
Where all you ever looked for

But you found modern dealers
And gave hard earned money to shady eyes
It soon appeared that sugar rushes
Became illegal highs

Apple juice or orange?
In a box or a big kid cup?
Finish before dessert,
Come on now, hurry up

But then the family picture drowned
At that party where you had a taste
From that night on Coke-a-Cola
Became alcohol based

I hung some skeletons in my closet
Burned some childhood memories too
How is anyone considered normal
After everything we're put through