Your Childhood is Gone
Welcome to the real world.
By Skylar WhitneyPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read
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At what point did
now
become
then
become
an ancient memory
exclusively accessed
through feelings of
discomfort
insecurity
pain.
At what point
was I supposed to have
grown
from innocent child
free as the wind
swaying toward
whatever inclination
whichever motivation
to an adult in society
barred by the limits
set by ghosts
whose names I don’t even know.
About the Creator
Skylar Whitney
Introvert at heart. Lover of journaling, free-verse poetry, and poutine.
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Comments (1)
Good poem.