A young kid

Hurt by kids her age

Made to confide in adults

She got her childhood stolen

She’s 15 going on 50

Everyone tells her to “act her age”

She’s either 4 or 40

There’s no in between

Why?

She longs to be young

To relive the time

The time she wishes she could forget

But to live it differently

She longs to move forward

To get far away

She believes if she is old

No one can hurt her again

She’s stuck in the middle

The middle of young and old

The middle of innocence and wisdom

But she can’t be what she is

Why?

She never got the time in the middle

Someone stole that from her long ago

Someone her own age

So she confides in adults

She is loud and outgoing

She is scared to go unnoticed

For too many years she was unnoticed

By all but one

No this is not an excuse

But it is an explanation

Everything that she does

Is connected to that person

When all you want is your innocence

It is hard to “act your age”

It is hard to move on and forget

It is hard to be yourself

But there is hope

She believes in something better

She believes in happiness

She believes her future

Is far bigger than her past