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The Sunlight I Once Owned


I played outside 

Sifted through the sand 

The trees were my friends, my enimes and my mentors

 

I spent time in forts

On islands I created 

I was the ruler of my own world 

 

 

Years passed 

Playing pretend

Until one day, there was no one left to play with 

 

I watched girls wear makeup

Lipstick staining their lips

Seeping into their souls

 

There I was 

Hanging with the trees 

Staring out the window at the forts I had imagined in my mind 

 

My childhood quickly slipped away

Parents divorcing, age increasing 

I lost touch with that sense of play

 

Anxiety

Insecurity

Grades 

College 

Now here 

 

Life moves so fast

 

But who says we grow old

Forget the sunlight we once owned

Buzzing bees and lonely trees 

On the way to my thrown 

 

I ruled the world inside my own mind

Why can't the real world be as kind as

The grass and trees

My colonies 

I led

 

No world will be as lovely as the one that I made inside my head

 

 

 

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