My innocent smile at 7,
A me who dreams of stars, and the world as an enchanted wonderland.

My soul at 11,
A me who builds little castles on the sand.

My views at 13,
A me who overthinks and wonders who she is.

My heart at 16,
A me whose heart fell so hard.

My tears at 17,
A me whose soul grew numb and yearns to be at peace.

My mind at 18,
A me whose life just starts beginning.

My self portrait at 22,
A me who starts to learn who she is ,
A me who isnt perfect but still tried her best to be the person she desired to be.

© moonlightpoetry