When I was young
My head was full of dreams
Of fantasies
My eyes
Shown
And glimmered
My mouth
Constantly moving
Spitting out ideas
Then I grew up
My head became full
Of more important things
My problems and issues
My eyes dimmed
Until there was barely even
A flicker
My mouth
Snapped shut
My ideas
Trapped inside
Now here I am
No longer
The happy
Bubbly
Girl
I was
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