Aprosìa

Childhood

I remember so much
of me and my childhood
but honestly, it's a crutch.
My soul said "Be strong as wood"

so I took a piece of courage
and a slice of pride.
Then I abused of those in high dosage,
Now I'm crazy inside.

For every "well-done moment",
for every "high-level competition"
I refuse this torment
and flee this fiction.