I stood so tall back in those days
Free to explore the world before me
Often it felt like I was ruler of it all
But something happened back then, I sank so very small
Nothing could of changed my outlook, for I still believed
That people had the power to change inside and that included me
There I was in this big person’s world
Brought under attack from someone I held dear
No way to defend myself, but my inner power remained
I just wished that could of jumped out and helped
In a span of years, things shifted from being ruler to a slave
Things eventually got more complicated and packed with dreaded pain.
Growing up was a tedious journey.
Looking around, I saw, there was still me
Always sorting through the remnants of what used to be.
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