When I Was Little by SugarCoveredDreams, literature
Literature
When I Was Little
When I was little
The sky was a little bluer
The grass was a little greener
And life was a little better
When I was little
The biggest thing I had to worry about
Was the monster hiding in my closet
And being alone in the kitchen at night
When I was little
Mom and dad were always happy
And the only thing they fought about
Was who got the last slice of pizza
When I was little
My hair was always perfect
And my clothes were always pretty
No matter how badly they matched
When I was little
Boys gave me cooties not kisses
Girls told me secrets not lies
And the only time I cried was when I fell and scraped my knee
We had a big window, my small little family
When Fourth of July came around each year, I was the one at the window watching fireworks fly up from places you couldn't even see.
When it rained at night, I was the one at the window waiting for a jagged thread of light to appear and then fade with a mighty deep CLAP CLAP CLAP.
When we came home from school, I was there at the window watching the sun fall into a unrealistic sky of pinks, purples, and reds.
But when it snowed, I went outside.
All thecounselors brought before were liars and fruads who said "Always be yourself"
No one could hear the little asterisk mark in their voices reading
I don't think right by LoveDestructive, literature
Literature
I don't think right
I don't think right
my head is wrong
my brain is different
I am not like other girls
Sometimes I feel bad
But, Daddy?
I know I'm not bad
I try
even if it doesn't work
I am trying
to be able to function
it's wrong
for me to want to hurt somebody
wrong
for me to imagine
every planned detail
of their death
I know I am different, Daddy
I don't think right
but
I know I'm not bad
I don't remember much about that day. It went by too quickly.
I remember that before he showed up you made some comment about how,
true to form,
you always said he'd be late to his own funeral.
I remember how everything started and
as they were talking about him you started bawling.
I remember wondering why you were crying
when everyone knew
how much the two of you hated one another.
You started and that set off your son, and all you did was cry into his hair.
I remember thinking
that everyone was looking at you,
wishing for you to stop.
It wasn't as if he was your best friend or anything.
You didn't have a reason to cry.
Your
I smiled at the morning sun,
grabbed my toys out of the house,
imagination takes flight,
ripping apart barbie dolls,
prancing around with my toys high and mighty.
My house became a spaceship, jungle, haunted house
whichever I prefer.
Eyes full of morning glory,
going through nooks and crannies,
exploring the dusty expanse of the house,
out of the house through the fields,
daffodils , tulips, big trees roaming around towards no direction.
Day slowly unfolds the sun setting,
The vast horizon within my grasp,
Covered with dirt I went home.
Bath-time
naked washed head to toe by mom.
Nigh approaches , tucked
When I was little, I was powerful
Twisting imagination into knots
Dooming a thousand unfinished stories
With patience I'd forgot
When I was little, I was innocent
A delicate blooming rose
Petals hid the thorny stem
Misled a heart that froze
When I was little, I was creative
Took power to the pen
Called the blots calligraphy
And always tried again
When I was little, I was free
Running through the fields
Grass blades tripping tiny feet
Poor small hands had no shield
When I was little, I was dark
A somewhat morbid child
Asking about things I shouldn't know
With a cheerful smile
When I was little, I was smart
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Minor Differences by AGirlAndHerLollipop, literature
Literature
Minor Differences
I used to have a cat
that made me a cat person
now I'm an ex-cat person
considering I no longer have one.
I used to be in track,
I was a runner, only 2nd best
now I'm an ex-runner
because cross country was then
and this is now.
I am an ex-preteen
an ex-girlfriend
an ex-dreamer,
now I'm practical
Because that's what age does to you
well, socialization actually
now I'm ex-socialized too.
Exposed
Experienced
Exhausted
Things aren't how they used to be
Everything's infected with chemical x.