hey kiddo, chin up. we won't be trapped in this place forever.
how do I know?
because we're different. we're crèpe paper flowers in a world of cardboard cutouts.
one day we'll knock down these cardboard walls and escape our paper parents.
we'll jump the popstick fence and run through the shoebox model neighbourhood and we'll never have to look back.
we'll be free from the cardboard people and this cardboard town and they'll all crash and burn.
but not us.
we'll float away in our origami balloon
and you'll light up the sky with your cellophane smile and I'll know that everything's going to be okay.
just hang in there, kiddo.
