Isn't it funny to look back at little six year old you?
To see how innocent you were.
How oblivious to the world.
How happy.
Isn't it funny to see the person we were?
How we smiled so brightly.
Laughed so openly.
Lived freely.

Isn't it funny to see how much the world changed you?
How much quieter your voice got.
How much louder your thoughts got.
How broken.

But it wasn't the world that did this.

It was you.
You destroyed that happy little child.

And replaced her with something evil.

You.      ...🖤