i remember the days when i was little and happy. it was easy to fall asleep at night. i wore stripes with plaid. i didn't care how my hair looked. i spent my days doing simple math and reading my favorite books and running around outside. i didn't have to worry about eating. if i was hungry, i ate. if i wasn't, then i didn't. life was so easy then. so simple. i wasn't nearly as tired as i am now. i miss those days. the days where i couldn't wait to grow up. because now, i would give anything to go back, to have more time. to change things, to figure out my future sooner. i remember when my summers were filled of popsicles and flip flops and sunburn and freckles, not stressing and having anxiety over school about to start. i can't believe i used to want to grow up. now i just want to go back, to try again. to start over. i've messed things up, i took things for granted. i miss the days where i was so happy and i didn't have a care in the world.
YOU ARE READING
3:00AM
PoetryIt's 3:00am and I'm supposed to be asleep, but instead I'm lost in my own thoughts.
