Hurry up small one.
You don't have much time.
You've been out of the womb for 13 hours now.
Here.
Here's some nail-polish and lipstick.
That outta speed things up.
We don't want you falling behind.
Falling behind the other girls and boys.
Oh, no no no.
You must stay up to speed.
What?
You're seven and without a pair of heels?
You don't even have a flattening iron???
That won't do.
Here's a mini skirt to push you along.
So, you're telling me your fourteen and not even pregnant?
Where have you been hiding?
You're protecting your innocence.
Psh, get with the times.
No one even SPEAKS of such things anymore.
Hurry up
Kiss a boy.
Lose your virginity,
Become a mother.
Who cares if you are just out of puberty.
HURRY.
UP.
We don't have a minute to waste.
Don't forget you will probably overdose or get an STD by 30.
So we have to ration our other years out accordingly.
Hurry.
Hurry.
Hurry.
The taxi won't wait little girl.
And you don't want to be left out in the pouring rain.
In your brand new dress.
With all your peers pointing and laughing.
Hurry up little girl.
Because you must hurry.
Hurry to be like them.
Hurry to join the dead.
Hurry up Little Girl.
Hurry.