Everything was so easy.
No worries or regrets.
Running through the sprinklers.
Thinking boys had coodies.
Playing with my barbies and horses, the wold just seemed to be at a stop.
I now seem to always feel caught in the middle, trying to find my way through a maze.
I remember being 8 or 9 saying I was ready to grow up and move out; be on my own.
Everybody always made it look so easy. Little did I know, I was oh so very wrong.
I some day’s look back at those days of innocence and freedom. Wishing I could go back.
I wanted to be that Little Girl again. I didn’t want to have to worry about life or being a grown up.
That little girl had everything so easy. It was all so right and fun.
I know that we never stay young and we have to eventually learn to grow up and become independent,
But some days I am just not ready for that.
I know that little girls life has come and gone.
And its time for a new one.
I know I can still be that little girl on the inside. Finding the joys in everything I do and everywhere I go,
But the time has now come to be that grow girl(women) and create a life of my own.
I know it will not always be easy and there will be struggles,
But I know If i do it right, I will look back when im 90 and wish I could go back to the years now.
It will all be so great. I can be that little girl again. Happy and content.