I never wanted to grow up.
I clung on to my nap times and my cotton candy and my scraped knees,
thinking my whole world could be made of stories that had crayon-drawn
the line between right and wrong, between good and evil.
But I found that there were worlds that waltzed upon that line,
and there were people who could wound me so much deeper than blood.
I am not a child anymore.
Oct 1, 2013
Oct 1, 2013 at 6:49 PM UTC
I never wanted to grow up.
I clung on to my nap times and my cotton candy and my scraped knees,
thinking my whole world could be made of stories that had crayon-drawn
the line between right and wrong, between good and evil.
But I found that there were worlds that waltzed upon that line,
and there were people who could wound me so much deeper than blood.
I am not a child anymore.
I have caged all my monsters and now I keep them in the boxes underneath my bed.
These are the words I have used to cage them.
|| I'm only growing older.
