When I was a child
rainbow weather made me feel strange.
Like I was in a parallel universe
or on another plane
in a foreign realm
where nothing true was sane.

To this day I don’t like rainbows.

When I was a child
my imaginary friend left me
because his friends didn't believe that I existed.
I had never felt so alone.
We talked of traveling the world
and when he left I missed it.

To this day I don't have friends.

When I was a child
I believed a thought bubble lingered above my head
that everyone but I could see.
That one day Id get caught
thinking something I should not
so it made me mindful of my thoughts.

To this day I am deliberate with expression.

When I was a child
I wanted to swing a sword
but I was small and full of fright.
A timid little creature
haunted by her torture.
Always a squire, never a knight.

To this day I am humbled by my mortal odyssey.