When I was five years old
the world was filled with adventures
The park was the forest I had to explore.
There lied so many mysteries that were waiting for me.
I was filled with hopes and dreams of my older self.
I never wanted to be a princess
because my imagination ran wild.
I could be so much more than someone trapped in a tower.
I was a tiger hunting for my prey,
or a mermaid swimming through the ocean,
or being a mom and taking care of my children,
just like my mom took care of me.
I was always somewhere and someone or something.
I grew up with an imagination of unlimited ideas.
At times I wonder if I drained all of the things imaginable
and that is why I lack creativity.
I grew older and my heart still like a child.
I didn't bother growing up.
Why would I want to?
I learned the hard way to let go
but never forget.
I have my moments but that's just me.
That little girl 12 years ago,
she had the best childhood.
That's why it was so hard for her to let go.