Good Old Days

Remember the younger you
And how your dream life was mapped
First love was true love, forever free
And now how you feel so trapped

How a rush of tears or a cold harsh knife
Is now what takes your pain
Because you know a mother's kiss and cuddle
Will never help again

When you used to cry from a scratch on your knee
And wish your skin would not bleed
How strange that now the scars in skin
Are what so many need

I used to feel so comfortable in my skin
But now I hate all that I see
Forget the present and the future, remember the good old days
When it was all about me loving me

*Gabriella Anderson*