It’s so dark how childhood slips like water through your fingers without even noticing it, it’s gone.
Your hopes and dreams you had will just become blurry memories from your past.
When all you cared about was playing on the dirt, dressing your barbie dolls, and the sleepovers.
You didn’t have a care in the world, so you never paid attention to the fact that those would be your happiest moments.
You’ll find yourself older, feeling nostalgic from your childhood bedroom, for the way your mom used to braid your hair.
The way you picture your future as something full of bright hopes where you’d be able to make your dreams come true.
I wish someone had told me how much I’d miss feeling safe, to have a safety net of protection whenever something happened.
And they probably did tell me, but I was too innocent to understand what they meant when all I wanted was to grow up.
Now I see the little girls and I wish I could tell them to enjoy every moment because they will never come back.
I try to go back to those days, where innocence was everything when I didn’t understand how cruel people could be.
All I can do now is look at old photographs to yearn for my parents and sisters, while they’re far away from me.
I trick myself by using glitter all over my face, sleeping with stuffed animals, and pray for things to get better.