Memories of a child,

Happy and excited.

Smiling like a little angel,

Not a spawn of the devil.

Unaware of what is to come,

Innocent and rich.

Rich with love,

Full of life,

Finding passion instead of a knife.

Not whirling around

Every time someone says "cut".

No jerking her arms away,

Or covering up.

No pain or real sadness,

No worries to be seen.

Freed from all yet to come,

In an enchanted forest of hate.

Never to be found,

Buried deep within my soul,

A cute little girl,

Just living life.

Free.

And now, forever and infinitely,

I bid this girl goodbye.