If i were ten

I’d be tender
Living carelessly
Living my age, aimless
Wearing no bras, no mind, no work
Responsibilities would belong to who
they belong to. I’d let grandma beg me to read
I’d worry less about money, what it can buy
Drinks, juice and why people get high
Clothes that cover my thighs
Enjoy having a pit belly
Watch the Television
Overfeed
Eat seeds
Never tweet
Sing

LARDO