When we realized

It all started out small

stopped being carried, stopped being innocent, stopped

everything stopped when it started to get going.

I was cut off from a chapter because my paged were torn out by society.

that should not have happened, to me, my siblings, or any child for that matter.

I noticed I was done being a kid when the "im kidding" jokes were being told to me,

told to me as threats and insults.

I began to look forward on getting a house by the age 9 because I wanted to be alone

alone? When there was so much I wanted to do, see, say? now I am an adolescence.

Wishing I could have gone back into my childhood and not having to take it 

for advantage.

I had to carry myself, and I will becuase it was just the beginning.

Its to late to turn back.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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