Take Me Back

Take me back to when life was simple

The prime of life, not the end or middle

When it was all based on first crushes

Butterflies and adrenaline rushes

Take me back to when I didn’t know what love meant

When all time was time well spent

The loss, the pain, everything in between

Have to fill journals and talk to professionals to get clean

Take me back to when the worst thing was losing my doll

When pencil marks illustrated my height and etched the wall

Now the world falls apart right before my eyes

Feels like there’s nothing I can do even if I try

Take me back to before I knew what it meant to grow up

When I didn’t have to try to fill my own cup 

When I was a kid and everyone was my friend

When growing up meant freedom, not the bittersweet end.