Once there was a girl,
And for her whole life she hid,
Till she was no more.

Simplistic times,
When drama seemed so non-existent,
No one cared what you wore
or how you looked
Everyone would be your friend
with a new adventure around every corner.

Having the newest 'Skip-It' was more important
than the latest fashion trend.
Imaginary friends were there to keep you company when bored,
And when your bedroom door was shut,
your toys did come to life.

Magic was real,
and Never Never Land too.
But Peter Pan never came for me,
so these simplistic times,
are just a sweet memory.

Best friend
You used to say.
Back when we were young.
With no drama,
no hate.
But as time went on,
your voice faded,
and now,
all I have is a faint recollection of
"Best Friend*"