I was made out of lust and blind love
Conceived out of duty and hopelessness
Filled with light and pure innocence
Flourished into a bundle of joy and happiness
A mind filled with freedom and exploration
A childhood filled with glee and fascination
On lookers watching with adoration
But the innocence was not to last until forever
The freedom only an illusion, illuminated by white lies and chains of thick gold crusted vines
10, 11, 12 my teenage years an evaporation of a spiral cycle
Forced to leave behind a magical world
Filled with stardust and make believe, a serene coat of protection
To emerge into a world filled with...