The old school uniform

The little childish happiness
Is taken off,together
With the old school uniform.

Never will i be in that uniform again.
And who i remember
The little girl with her two pigtails
With her petticoats always too long
And her thousand naughty and silly ways?

The old school uniform
With the little childish delights and giggles
is folded and locked up in the top drawer
Forever.

Shall i cry?
I am no longer a child
My eyes so dry
It's not easy to cry.

I MISSED EVERYTHING IN 6F and PRI SCHL
Yet i hear somebody weeping-
Crying louder and louder-howling
I feel her tears-
She is the girl locked up in the top drawer