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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