DEAR OLD ME
Dear old me,
Where did you go so fast?
Making mud pies with dirt
Drinking water from the water hose
Having so much fun until you had a filthy shirt
Wishing that this life wouldn’t past
Being the life of the party
Nonetheless, a smarty
Why did the girl who was once so happy
Who was always toe-tappy
Dissappear
And never return
Feeling like the world is crashing
Life is flashing
Rarely laughing
Crying almost every night
Waking up to face the day is a struggle and fight
I miss being that care-free little girl
Who felt like she belonged in the world
Who was filled with so much joy
Dear old me, PLEASE COME BACK!!
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