The you who was kind to us
Where childhood was such a thing that I could be blissful
Oblivious to the harm of the world crashing around me
And as we grew you separated yourself from us
To people who didn’t care and stepped on you
You came out of it paranoid, afraid to get stepped on again
The kindness that I was so used to seeing, the trust that I had loved
Replaced by someone who did not know what the person before had left
I cried when I realized you didn’t mean to leave so suddenly
Those people do not deserve you
The ones who tore at your soul and devoured your kindness
The ones who made you forget that you could be trusted
Those people still try to hold you closer than you hold us now.