It is Remembering
When you layed in Daddy's lap
Nestled in his arms
He seems to free the world from harm.
It is Seeing
Passed the perfection
ugly, too big, or not good enough
You hate yourself and darling you're too rough.
It is Realizing
Fairytales don't come true
You don't beleive in anything
Back then you believed in everything.
It is Emotions
Changing from carefree to worry
Thinking too much or not at all
What once could slay dragons, now feel much too small.


LDW