I miss being a little girl and have nothing to worry about. Coming back from school and hang out. The taste of chocolate milk still lingers on my tongue as I get up and go to work.

I miss being a little girl with bruised knees and missing teeth, playing in the dirt, making a mud cake; life felt lighter and now I lie awake.

I was born yesterday, I have so much yet to learn but it seems that making a mistake is something you've got to earn.

My dad, he used to play with me when I was a little girl and now he barely checks on me anymore.

I feel like a product that gotta sell, work my way up an unreachable top and die regretting my life and whatnot.

I miss being a little girl.

© WeepingWillow