tiny tiny tiny

when you arrive, the world is not made for you, its not fit to order.
everything is a little too tall or a little too big. you cant have the comfort
of being in a welcoming familiar environment, everything just seems to be an
exaggeration, larger than life, sort of too big to be real. you crawl under the bed
with your little toys, and miniature figurines and hide with your pint sized perspective.
till, you finally start growing into it, into the real world, until it fits. its not the
world that has changed, its you, and just to fit in. but fitting in was never that worth
while for you to change yourself, but sadly this fact is to be realized a tad bit too late.