Oh how you got on my nerves.
You were sitting there with your big eyes, looking right at me
(and I saw it – my reflection)
And I kept telling you to keep quiet,
You were so desperately fighting for my attention.
Your lack of consideration was revolting.
An endless distraction you were,
An utter nuisance.
Typical ‘teacher’s pet’ behaviour.
You wanted to ask me about things beyond your years
You wanted to flaunt your questionable artistic talents
You wanted to do everything.
You wanted to be everything.
And I. As how the adults before did me, shut you out.
Lacked interest in your flourishing imagination.
Disinterested in your creative mind.
Imposed conformity and enforced discipline.
Because you have to be that way.
But continue to rebel against me, I plead you.
Challenge the boundaries.
Seek growth not limits.
Society will start closing in
Don’t let it
Oh how you got on my nerves, 10-year-old.
Because you are everything I want to be.
And my reflection in your eyes reminded me
How I am nothing like it.