Back then

I see myself so muddled

The reflection, once, so clear,

now gone. They say, oh you've grown

so much. But they never ask,

at what cost

.

Those neon days were heartfelt

Filled with orange, yellow and kryptonite

My dreams brought on dragons and

castles. Where I was my very own Knight

.

When weapons weren't gazes or words

The world molded at my own whim

When my mouth felt enough to blow the

demon, with my spoon enough to slay its kin

.

So good were those days, that time when I

could be so much. The cage of reality still lay

so far ahead. Where my 'I' was enough to

be loved.

.

An officer, a crown, a bird,

flying whirlpools-- feeling so free

When my physique, clothes had little to do

with what I'd think of me

.

And those eyes that followed afoot

They were a little kind back then

Today they stifle voices with rights

with lawless labels that never make sense

.

The valor was in truth, then

when speaking right meant praise

Where you were you, she or him

No gender in gender to degrade

.

So good were those days,

But now has changed a lot to much

Laughter was so easy back then

Less to mock, but more to love

.

Those curtains that stayed were a bliss

Showing sunshine bequeath a storm

My smile was genuine and who I was then,

Today, is who I still long for.

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