As a child

Chocolate was delicious

I prefered my salsa mild

And nothing was malicious

As a tween

The world was my enemy

I was without an iota of hope to gleen

And dawn came upon my reality

As a teenager

I learned it wasn't normal to want to die

I learned hope wasn't meant to be meager

I learned it was alright to cry

The child of the past that I am not

Thinks chocolate isn't the best food

I prefer my salsa hot

And I know life isn't always good

The person I am today

Knows life is a fight

Sodium saturated water and carmine ichor can't be kept at bay

And that is alright