And It Was All Me

i miss sunny skies

I have been observing the two girls playing through my window
They giggle and huddle together as the cold air nips their little noses
I am taken back to when i was 6
Me and my cousins chasing after each other without a care in the world
The innocent laughter and and the slightly evil plans we cooked up together
I miss being a child
Not having to cower over hiding into my own skeleton

I saw two girls walking down the road
A smile on their lips and some secrets they spilled into each others ears
I miss the walks i had with my sisters and the endless chatter of girl talk

But now as a woman, i notice the eyes staring me up and down
Discomfort lacing my face
I am merely seen as an object
Their evil stares and malicious grins
But at 6 it was always the same i just never knew how to read into faces that well
The childish innocence of assuming everyone thinks the best like you