inner child

at least the cage you locked your inner child in is pretty

So let’s go back.
I’m fonting all the way back.
like,
bottles and bibs “back”.

“hey little you.”
when many of us were younger,
we were innocent and had clean slates.
the world was big and bright.
we thought turning 13 meant we were old.
those who were lucky with parents who protected them,
their childhoods were practically flawless.
the rest of us weren’t so lucky.
someone(s) showed us hurt instead of love.
sometimes it was one incident or a few that made us go mute.
that is the day we decided to lock ourselves in a cage…

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no, i didn’t bust a hadoken in his butt cheeks (it was a defining moment tho)

we all have moments that define our lives.
i have had a few that shaped me in some way.
as traumatic as they were,
they definitely made me the fox i am today.
someone pointed out an epiphany moment during one of my defining moments.
i had to be about 10 or so…