Grown.

As you look out into the world
It's so big
It's so beautiful
Each place that you stand
Is holy land
As you brag about the way you can kick a ball
Climb a tree so tall
Run outside for a week
Better than any meek and smelly boy you know

You're a princess
In your best dress
Baby to hot pink
Glitter to sequin
Lip gloss popping
Eyes are locking as you sing on that stage
You don't scare from their stares
You embrace them
Never has the world been more your oyster

Your brain is a combination of the most intelligent chromosomes you know
The way you recite scripture
Beats Nicki Minaj's flow
And that's saying something
Little pumpkin
You can't wait to be thirteen
When suddenly your spirit so keen
Is no longer cool
And they drool at the skinny girl
Who's brain is a tool
Let alone eighteen
And they're eyes will be scanning your thighs
Or the size of your behind
My my

Sweetie pie
May you never know what it's like to not reach your potential
And cry at night
And die inside
As you imagine the better place you could have created
Had you not been busy getting elated
About Pretty Little Liars
Or the Youtube video of the girl who set herself on fire

Girl
Never let anyone extinguish your blaze
I want to see them sit back and amaze at the way disallowed anything to distract you from your gaze
Eyes on the prize
Soon your little mind will be producing theories and contributing to the world of knowledge in a way your
Mother never could
Your Nana never could
Nor Great Grandfather
May your enlightenment satisfy you
May your light act as a guide for you
May you never question if you are loved
May you always find a hug

I really do love you.