Bipolar butterfly

Isn't it funny what we have become? In kindergarten, scared, getting to know each other, making friends for the first time, learning to write our numbers and letters, we didn't really think of the future. As we grew older things changed but life evened itself out soon enough. We had our friends and our lives. At the end of grade 6 we were so excited to go to the high school and leave "Diaperville" behind. We didn't understand then what we could, and would become. Through high school we grew older and learned more, but we didn't realize it at the time. Maybe you can only truly see yourself looking back. At grad, we were generally happy and pumped for the future, but we started to see some of the things that were happening. Things we never thought we would become, way back in kindergarten. Angry. Bitter. Hurt. Addicted. Torn up and put back together. Chewed up and spit out. Lovers. Haters. Dreamers. Defiant. Hopeful. Faithful. Unfaithful. Empty. Full. High. Low. Too far ahead. Left behind in the dust. Waiting. Who do we think we are? And who the heck did we think we would be? I don't think it's the same thing.