Rehearsals

Soaking up as much playtime with my sweets
As possible
Knowing I'd wake up a day closer to adulthood
I used to train all day to fight sleep
I'm not at all convinced much has changed from then til now
Bottle to lips
Fizzy drink dripping down my chin
To then rummage through toys
Fizzy drinks turned into chasers
When I hit the rum age and toys
They morphed into the emotions of the hearts
In women which I'd pull apart like my sister's Barbie dolls
Sometimes I wonder if I was playing or rehearsing for adulthood
Adults would pick-me-up when I was down
My smile a pick-me-up for when they were down
One day an adult picked-me-up for the last time
That day adulthood crept up
Like the addiction I use to cope with it

I realised I'd be down more than up
This was the day I needed a pick me up the most
This was the day a thin line was drawn between
My imaginary friend and mental health
This was the day I began playing knock down ginger
At the doors of opportunity
This was the day squirts turned to bangs
Water to blood
Raise a voice to razor blades
This was the day some continued to rehearse
Others were discontinued re hearse

It seems like yesterday