To the 8-Year Old Me
To the 8-year old me
Playing hide-n-go-seek
No, stay in this closet
Be quiet, don’t speak.
To the 8-year old me
I’ll whisper in your ear
You need to hear this
I’ll whisper, they won’t hear.
To the 8-year old me
Curled up in a ball
I️ want you to realize
That this isn’t all.
To the 8-year old me
I️ want you to know
In ten years time
You’ll really truly grow.
To the 8-year old me
So competitive in play
In ten years time
Many days will be gray.
To the 8-year old me
Your climb will take grit
But the view at the top
Is absolutely worth it.
To the 8-year old me
It will all be okay
Just take things slow
Take things day by day.
To the 8-year old me
You will scour to survive
But what’s most important
Is that you thrive inside.
To the 8-year old me
You will find where you belong
Life is like a game
And you will learn to be strong.
To the 8-year old me
To the life that you will start
Outside of this closet
Stay true to your heart.
To the 8-year old me
To the person you’ll become
Are you ready to play?
Ready or not, here it comes.
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