Ironic Poem by Catty Bails

When we were little we wished that we could be older,
to be able to handle things easier and more bolder.
We wished so much, that when we sat on a chair,
our feet would touch the ground, instead of just hanging in the air.

We longed to dress up and go out for real,
instead of playing dress ups wondering how it might feel.
We longed to be able to swim without help, in the deep end,
to go out to movies and shopping with our best friend.

But now that I am older, I wish I was a little girl,
with cute little dimples and my hair in a twirl.
I wish I was little that when I sat on a chair,
my tiny feet were hanging in the air.

I wish I was younger with my only problem a broken toy,
so little I didn't know the pain of loving a boy.
For then my soul wouldn't have been torn apart,
I wish I was a little girl for toys are easier to mend then a broken heart.