old me

"It hurts me to look at little kids. They have no idea how hard this world is going to be for them. When I was five, I thought no one could hurt me. I thought I was invincible. I thought I was beautiful. I was friends with whoever said hi to me. Everyone was nice. Clothes didn’t matter. I’d go to sleep tear free. I never had to try to run away. I was always smiling. I didn’t want to kill myself. Little kids don’t know what a rollercoaster they are in for. Life is hard. The world is a horrible, mean, judgmental place. I still don’t understand why I wasn’t so scared of all the dangers that are out in the world, at that age. I didn’t know. It’s not our fault we’re so scared of the world. People forced us to be. Telling us stories, about stuff that happens in the world, makes us scared. I wish I was still that carefree, happy, nice, smiley, funny little kid I used to be. I miss thinking I was pretty. I miss playing in the rain. I miss being outside every second of the day. I miss not caring what people say. 
I miss the old me."


12 comentários:

  1. Oh, que querida, a sério!
    É tão difícil crescer nos dias de hoje..

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  2. gostei do film "Para Roma com Amor"! mas não é um film para todos os gostos !

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  3. pois amor, por vezes nem sei bem como escrever para ela

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  4. pois é, não é para todos os gostos! :)
    é diferente.

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  5. eu não sei como fiquei por fora, mas por dentro estava a morrer tambem xp

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  6. São pessoas dificeis de encontrar mas encontram-se (;
    Sigo

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