A Collection of Our Deepest Thoughts and Darkest Moments

the transition

i used to think of the ocean
and how beautiful it must be 
with all the creatures and shells
and how big i would build my sand castle
smiling at the camera my mother held

i used to dream of outer space
wishing i could keep track of the names of all the constellations
renting every book of the planets in the school library
i wanted to touch them
i'd never imagined something more beautiful

i used to hate the color pink
how it seemed to identify me just because i was a girl
how it made me uncomfortable when people assumed what i was into
you'd probably think i went home and played dress up
but really i had a lot of dinosaur toys

i used to be a dreamer, but that was until i learned of destruction.