#WritcoPoemPrompt49 @AtulPurohit
The days of slate and chalk,
Are not easy to erase,
They hold memories,
Of my childhood,
The childhood you ruined,
By being part of it,
Why did you hate me?
I did nothing,
I was a child,
I was supposed to be one
but I grew up too fast,
Because I needed to care for you,,
I was begging for you to change,
But you didn't care,
So I left !
When I knew the time has come
For me to find my happiness.