Metamorphosis
I used to be made of the leftover sand that spilled out of the sandbox
And the creaking noise the swings made when you jumped on.
I used to be made of the crusty Playdough that stuck to your fingers
and the melted crayon stains on your shirt.
I used to be made of worn out stuffed animals
and children's movies that were watched way too many times.
Now I am made of occasionally used textbooks
and pencils that always disappear.
Now I am made of old t shirts
and tennis shoes that have been worn down to the bottom.
Now I am made of sweat stains from yesterday's workout
and tear stains on crumpled papers.