Little old me
W hen I were a child, my mom used to say that it was hard to keep me quiet. Despite being funny and really active, I was body shamed and was forced to be on a diet. The doors were slammed and my heart pounded I hear them through the door, slapping each other and breaking things Sometimes I wish to fly to moon, because I believed I had wings But I wasn't allowed to because I was grounded. Despite being a kid, it broke me and shattered me, made me collapse to ground But I was a child, I had to be protected but why was I made strong Even after a decade, I still wonder where did it all go wrong