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wow, you grew up.
from the little girl of zero words
to a poet who didn't know it, using them as a protective storm.
from the loud and lonely kid at recess pretending to be a suitor's princess
to the internally screaming but externally silent person eating alone at lunch every day.
from the sassy and giddy little kid who talked to people with such utter ease
to the boy who doesn't even try and slips a lie as swift as a breeze.
from the girl who would sing and wave and smile and play without a second thought
to the kid who would cry and suffer and scream and die if put in the spotlight on the spot.
from the kid who wanted to wear dresses and be pretty because a shirt and pants looked messy
to the boy who convinces himself he's not, looking in the mirror and wanting to rot.
from the happy child running around and laughing because she had people to laugh with
to the one kid in class who just needs a laugh, who never smiles and feels like constant shit.
from the little girl who could argue and debate or strike up a conversation on a whirl and a whim
to the boy in the corner who's on the verge of tears because everyone has someone, except for him.
from the straight-a student who'd go home to her parents and watch them be so proud
to the boy who isn't even straight, thinking back to when he wasn't failing or so quietly loud.
from the kid who thought they had a chance at being happy because at least they have friends
to the kid blankly watching himself bleed, knowing he's on the precipice of the end.
you were so much better back then, why can't we go back?
the past is stuck there and time's moving at a constant flash.
and i still can't help but wonder, if you saw us now, would you be proud?
maybe you didn't become a singer, but you can write like you're floating on a cloud.
i wish i could be you again, kid, and i know things are pretty rough
but they'll get better eventually, i think, and you're pretty fucking tough
yeah, you'll get hurt and it'll suck ass, but that's part of life
just... watch out for yourself, because i love you, alright?
wow, you grew up.
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