Life of T

The girl I used to be

I look back at who I once was,

A naive little girl, hair so wild and free,

With the world in the palm of her hands.

When the only worry was the sun setting

At the end of a long day

Of childlike innocence.

I miss the feeling of being excited to grow up,

To see the word in a childlike manner.

Where people were good,

And trust was something easily given.

When hearts were not yet broken,

And tears were only saved for scratched knees from falling off her bike.

How the world was much sweeter then,

The darkness of the world didn’t yet exist,

Fear only lived in the shadows of her bedroom,

And sadness was something not yet understood.

It’s a different type of pain,

To let your childhood go,

Because you don’t realise it,

Until it’s already gone,

And you’re left searching for it.

Oh how I look back and wish I could tell her to take it all in and not to rush to grow up.

Because those were the days,

When life was innocent and pure,

And you won’t see it, until it’s too late.

Tailer Murray

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8 responses to “The girl I used to be”

  1. You got this my girl. Your growing into a beautiful young women. Who am ever so proud of. I’ll forever have your back and love you unconditionally ❤️

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