Angst

Childhood

I want to tell you that I've had a decent childhood, but I'll be lying.

But I've haven't had a bad one, either.

So what type of childhood have I had? None, none at all.

Never had I had a fun birthday party.

Never have I fun Christmas.

I don't even have a fun moment with my parents.

I've grown up too fast. To the point, I can only think about things I shouldn't be thinking of.

I shouldn't be thinking of death. I shouldn't be thinking of marriage. I shouldn't be thinking about my possible future on the streets.

I shouldn't be thinking of things like this so why am I?