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  • A LETTER TO MY YOUNGER SELF

    Hey I know that you're all grown up, your not a little girl anymore & don't need me for shelter,

    But I know that you hurt,
    And deep within there's still a little girl coveting inside,
    The armor that now is YOU as a woman,

    And I just wanna reach out to her,
    Show you that you are still HER,
    That little girl that onced dreamed of things bigger than she,

    I know you feel hopeless,
    Life's disappointments left you loveless,
    But I know your not completely hollow,
    Because you have a little girl now,
    And you had to harvest love to have her,

    I'm just here to remind you,
    That you onced laughed & you smiled,
    And your glow could light up a darkened road for miles and miles, 

    I hope your listening,
    Even if tears roll & glisten,
    Because someone needs to remind you,
    That you're not cold or made of Iron.

    Your just a little lost in the current,
    And you need someone to guide you,
    But first and foremost I'd like to apologize to you,
    For not becoming what you always dreamed of being,
    When you were a little girl so excited to be part of this world,

    So here goes:
    This is a letter to my younger self,
    The little girl that wanted to grow up so bad,
    But it happened way too fast,

    I know everything has seemed like a war and a struggle,
    And I'm sorry I've let you down,
    See I was so in a hurry to grow up and be free to be me.

    That I didn't think things thoroughly,
    And now the younger me is suffering,
    The part of me that still dreams,
    Believes in love solid as gold,
    This little girl she was bold,
    Despite a broken home and divorce,
    She STILL dreamed BIG,
    Big about ME.

    But I let you down in my own greed,
    Too in a hurry to flee,
    From home so I could experience being a teen,
    Because your childhood was stolen,
    And you just wanted to be normal like everyone you knew,

    I'm sorry that back then I didn't give much of a shit,
    To keep my head on straight,
    And secure the life that you are owed,

    I'm sorry I was so in a rush to experience life,
    Because as you already know it,
    I never got to be a care-free child,
    I'm sorry you always felt alienated & broken,

    And all the hands that had touched you,
    Warped in your young mind what the idea of love is,
    I'm sorry I poisoned your body,
    Trying to kill the pain you have felt your whole life,

    I know deep inside you're STILL in there.....
    Still trying to believe..
    That somehow you can still be happy,
    And in time maybe trust AGAIN,

    I know you're all grown up now,
    And you are a force to reckon with,
    I know you may not need my Comfort or embrace,

    All I know is that you are lost,
    Deep inside My head,
    Because all of life's circumstances rendered you to give in,

    But even as a little girl you were tougher than nails,
    And the strength in your mind is bigger than your own body,
    So keep pushing and pulling til the dam breaks and your floods consume all those who hate.

    I'm so sorry I didn't work harder to be the person that you thought you'd grow up to be,
    But I'm you from the future telling myself from childhood....

    Hey you can't give up, 
    You still have more miles,
    And two eyes that look up at you to admire.

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