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As A Child

November 4, 2019
By SkeletalWing PLATINUM, Olathe, Kansas
SkeletalWing PLATINUM, Olathe, Kansas
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Favorite Quote:
"Try to be a rainbow in someone else's cloud" - Maya Angelou


I thought the world was happy

When I was a child

I was very unaware

That the future was wild


I didn’t know sadness

I didn’t know grief

I only knew skinned knees

And pains so brief


Falling off bikes

And teasing from brothers

I didn’t know suffering

Or friends leaving for others


I never had to think

About heartbreak at all

I never had to worry

So I never knew I’d fall


The way that I grew up

Ruined my older years

I was sheltered from pain

And now I just shed tears


People ended up leaving

And all that I thought

Was “it’s all my fault”

That they left me to rot


I thought no one cared

About anything I said

I helped people with problems

Though I needed help instead


I wouldn't leave these people

I had stupid persistence

I wanted to feel better

I just needed assistance


Then as I got older

I discovered a spark

It was a relief from pain

But still left me in the dark


I thought I’d be strong

That I had a good heart

But I now knew love

And it tore me apart


I rarely felt grief

Having gone numb

Yet I craved a certain love

And God, I felt dumb


I was different from friends

In a new way now

I tried to explain it

I just didn’t know how


Confined to my head

With stupid thoughts

My words raced around

And came out in knots


I wasn’t good with words

But I really did try

In the end all they did

Was come out so dry


I never asked for approval

I tried keeping my distance

Then once again

I questioned my existence


I questioned that and more

Everything, in fact

I didn’t have great trust

But my reasons were backed


I knew people cared

I knew that was true

Yet if they did leave

What would I do


I’m learning new happiness

With friends who lend a hand

They’re the best that I have

And I love them with all I am


This isn’t my end

Just a page in a story

It’s not very pretty

And far from any glory


I’m still not as happy

As I was as a child

Not yet, at least

But life’s more mild


Sure I’m still pained

But I’m no longer a shell

I’ve gotten much better

My life isn’t pure hell


After my hardships

I became more free

I’m no longer a child

And I’m finding the real me



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