if i had to write a messages to my younger self
i’d have to contain my emotions,but
fingers would be crying through my pen
i don’t know how i’d act at the sight of her
faced with so many emotions her body was too young to pocess

little me had a crooked smile…
From the gaps left by the questions in her mind
So young
So curious
She had questions that older ears were not ready to answer yet

And I feel her alive inside of me today
Oh to my younger self… don’t stop asking…for your future lies in the answers of the questions that you buried in your mind
Oh to my younger self