I remember when I never thought people were ugly.
I remember when people didn't really see me from the outside in but from the inside out.
I remember my friends before we all grew apart...
I remember when I would look in the mirror and just smile l, I was confident...
But then I had to grow, my problems grew from 'how to get down a tree without getting hurt,' to 'what if they laugh and talk about me in their group chats.'
'It gets easier with time.' they say
But it seems as if when I grow my problems grow too, sometimes faster than me.
The bliss of childhood..
But that was when we were ignorant
It seems like the more knowledge you have, the harder life feels
