Childhood Memories
I can not pinpoint the moment when
I stopped being a kid
Maybe it was high school,
When i started,
Wide eyed and naiive,
Scared and alone and knowing fully well that
None of my friends liked me
Sitting at lunch with these girls
I was desperate to please
But not quite fitting in
Maybe it was middle school
When I suddenly realized that
Life is hard
And my life, like the
Whirlwind it seemed to be
Left me stranded
Struggling to keep up with coursework
Struggling to keep up with friends
Struggling to remember that I
Was just as smart
And worthy as these other kids
Or maybe it was fourth grade
When my anxiety disorder came into play
When I was so afraid to fail my tests I started
Pulling out my hair and I haven’t stopped since
I did not grow up because I wanted to
But I was so afriad to fail
That I had to
I did grow up because I wanted to
And if i could go back to
Being clueless in my
Childhood naiivety
I would do it in a heartbeat
But I can’t
And I can not pinpoint the moment when
I stopped being a kid
And as terrifying as it is,
Maybe I still have more
Growing up left to do