When I started to realize,
My clothes don’t fit,
My clothes hang,
My clothes are too short,
My clothes are too long,
When I started to be conscious and hyper aware,
How do I go back to feeling that way,
Too little too late I guess,
I took my innocence for granted,
And loaded rounds of insecurity into the gun I hid behind my mask,
And then let the intrusive thoughts pull the trigger,
Carry me away,
When I look at my little nephew, I wonder when he too will lose his innocence and I hope it won’t be very soon…🐣

Nessa 💜

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