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What Have I Become
I was once smaller,
I had big green eyes,
Round flushed cheeks.
I was so soft,
I breathed cleaner air,
I had clearer dreams.
My mother looked at me with affection,
My father looked at me with expectation,
I looked fresh and smooth.
As the years passed some of the dirt and sticks I walked through on my journey clung to me,
Rocks and spines pricked my skin,
The blood did not dry.
It stuck around.
I got bigger,
Anger filled glares,
Bruised knuckles and black eyes.
I am sharp,
I have wordless days,
I have unclear thoughts.
I didn't care that I had changed,
I didn't want to be a child anymore.
Until one day,
In a moment of rage I stepped forward,
The air became still and the world was quiet.
Because my mother put her hand up in defense,
She looked at me with fear.
I had big green eyes,
Round flushed cheeks.
I was so soft,
I breathed cleaner air,
I had clearer dreams.
My mother looked at me with affection,
My father looked at me with expectation,
I looked fresh and smooth.
As the years passed some of the dirt and sticks I walked through on my journey clung to me,
Rocks and spines pricked my skin,
The blood did not dry.
It stuck around.
I got bigger,
Anger filled glares,
Bruised knuckles and black eyes.
I am sharp,
I have wordless days,
I have unclear thoughts.
I didn't care that I had changed,
I didn't want to be a child anymore.
Until one day,
In a moment of rage I stepped forward,
The air became still and the world was quiet.
Because my mother put her hand up in defense,
She looked at me with fear.
Published 10th May 2024
Author's Note
When you realize you're not a kid and you can hurt people. When you realize you're a man, and you have hurt people.
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