'Little' Sense makes a greater nation.

Even when I was little
I had some sortof
sense
that told me, that she was
harsh.
No matter how much I killed
her with sweetness,
her eyes would always flash black.
Not red as fire, but black as ash.
Sometimes I couldn't wait til my next
appointment.
The doctors always had toys.
Sometimes I'd meet new people.
The ones that,
Even when I was little,
I had some sortof
sense
that told me- they were the ones to
live for.
The women that would talk all kind.
The men with their square-tiled puzzles
who'd chuckle.
The kids who would come and shout out
their name.
Even when I was little
I had some sortof sense
to know about the child allegiance.
Yes, I'll share my toys with you.
After all, even when I was LITTLE.
I had some sortof
sense.