I've always been told
that I have matured rather fast.
Some think I'm an adult
confined into a younger body.

Once,
I was innocent.
Sparkling blue eyes
and a vast smile
with crooked teeth.

Once,
I was happy.
I haven't felt happiness since
the age of 10
and now i search for it
in this somber room.
But the room is boarded up
and i can't pry the boards free.

This darkness has captured me
and engulfed me.
I can not find my way out.

The darkness began when
he decided to take away the innocence
and bright blue eyes.
I am not the same.
I lost that little girl,
she passed away a long time ago
and her funeral was the saddest of all.