Fake friendship has lost its appeal
I only long for what is real.

Compliments I no longer crave
I have too many sins, too many mistakes.

Pity parties I don’t want to have
I might be anxious, but I’m not THAT sad.

Ill-mannered maiden
Lost in her world
Lost herself to Satan
No longer pure.

But that’s ok
You aren’t either
Unless you’re a baby
In that case,
That’s a smart baby!

What younger me would say to me:
“I wanna see the sea!”
“Do you have a dog?”
“You should get a dog.”
I have four, by the way.
“Have you ever ridden a horse?”
I have. Still obsessed, of course.
“Is middle school like, super hard?”
No, but work hard, and you’ll earn a reward!
“Do you mean I’ll get candy or something?”
No, but you’ll get lots of satisfaction.
“What’s satisfaction.”
Oh you’ll see when you’re older.
“Teenagers ****.”
I won’t deny it!