Childs worse fear-color

as a child I saw everything in black or white.
It was either right or wrong, there was no in between.
I would run with no worries, or cares.

As I grew older I began to develop taste,
slowly adding reds and blues.
slowly running farther from home.

Now here I am, seeing life as a childs worse nightmare.
as an adult.

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Inspired by a poem by sylvia plath called child.
i wrote something lobger along these lines when i was in middle school..only back it is.

Here i am,
running with no colors in site.
right or wrong thats how it is.
as i grow older i can see myself adding colors,
perhaps i will go far from home.
but i will always hold on to my 2 colors of this life.
because i dont want to be in my worse nightmare;
seeing colors as an adult.
hahahah i was a cute hopful kid lmao


  • Rebeladdict
    Rebeladdictalmost 5 years ago

    I can so relate to this. This is great!! xo

  • hahah ty reb :)

    – Chaharra Gilman

  • Trenchtownrock
    Trenchtownrockalmost 5 years ago

    My goodness you are so right..wish we all could see with the innocence of a child.

  • me too :) ty trench

    – Chaharra Gilman

  • S .
    S .almost 5 years ago

  • ty so much im happy you like it :)

    – Chaharra Gilman

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