Wednesday 4 November 2015

A letter to the girl.

To the innocent youth of the 5 year old skater girl.

To the confused 7 year old girl, 
perched on her bed, 
wondering if they had gotten it wrong.

To the playful 9 year old girl, 
bursting with excitement when scoring the winning goal.

To the distressed 10 year old girl, 
embarrassed and ashamed when they said she couldn't play.

To the overwhelmed 12 year old girl, 
venturing into new surroundings and unfamiliarity's. 

To the drunk 14 year old girl, 
dressed in black, picking product from her glazed eyes. 
Crying, frightened, unsure she is. 

To the once innocent 16 year old girl,
Lying on a bed, staring at the roof. 
Hangover sinking, come down dawning.

To the lying 18 year old, 
trying desperately to conform. 
Trying desperately to look her up most. 
Trying desperately to impress. 
Falling over 6inches every weekend. 
Indulging on fake things she never truly wanted. 
Lying, hiding, desperately escaping. 

To the determined 19 year old. 
Who found herself through the darkness. 
Who felt her love for the first time.
Who embraces every moment. 
Who over came her fears and jumped higher than she ever had. 
Who destroyed all expectations. 
Who came to the realisation of who she was. 
Why she was once confused, distressed, drunk, lying. 
Who stopped pretending and started living.


Welcome to the world. 
Roam freely.