Lollipops turn into cigarettes. The
innocent ones turn into slu.ts. Homework goes in the trash.
Mobile phones are being used in class. Detention becomes
suspension. Soda becomes vodka. Bikes become cars. Kisses turn
into se.x. Remember when getting high meant swinging on the
playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the
worst things you could get from boys were cooties? Dad’s
shoulders were the highest place on earth and mum was your
hero? Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were
about who ran the fastest. War was only a card game. And the
only drug you knew was cough medicine. When wearing a skirt
didn’t make you a slu.t. The most pain you felt was when you
skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? And
we couldn’t wait to grow up.