And then when life gets to us
We think to ourselves
We have no choice but to run,
Run as fast as we can,
Out of sight, out of mind,
we run far away from
where we can be seen or heard

Well, growing up was tough on most of us. Kids were mean and everyone expected your to be happy, as a regular kid should be.

Truly, you were happy, quite content with just seeing your mum and dad everyday, going to school and happily singing along with your classmates, running around in the hot sun with your brothers in the afternoons, filling up your stomach with food and then sleeping, without a single care or fear. You were leaving your best life.

Outspoken and sharp, you could engage anyone in a conversation, mummy would always caution you, saying that you talked a lot, but yet, she’d be the same person that’ll call you to play with the visitor’s little girl, not needing to even remind you to be nice, because you were loved by all you came across. You were a happy child, and happiest while sitting and reading your Peter and Jane books.

Then, it all happened, one day, it all changed, if it was a gradual thing or it happened at once, you do not remember, but all you knew was that you became less and less happy, you casted away your smile and removed the word ‘joy’ from your dictionary. You snapped at anyone who tried to reach out to you, and began to push aggressively, push people out. You built a world of your own in your head, you would sit on solitude, trying to decide which shade of grey is dark enough to suit the walls, and then, the inevitable happened.

Published by AderemiChukwu

I love writing, I'm an equalist and a strong promoter of egalitarianism and Feminism. I hope to touch lives and make an impact in this world. I'm the next big thing.❤

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