Childhood Thoughts

If you had known me then

Free Spirited

Like the wind

Would you know me?

Sometimes, sitting here is like...

waiting for your turn in a long line

screeching tires

confinement

Hours I spent

Pulling nails out of boards, then hammering them in again

Exploring the domain of the "Potato Bug/Rolly Polly"

Plucking leaves off of plants and crushing them to see what they smelled of

Here I am

Being crushed

Justice