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				July 15th 2025, 12:59 PM
			
			
			
		 
               
 
When you were six you'd play with your barbies and trucks without phaseWhen you were seven you began to think now you're older, but you were still so young
 then eight
 then nine
 Now you're ten and you're starting to discover middle school, boys, and puberty
 Eleven rolls around and you start secret dating
 Now you're twelve
 Twelve brings nightmares you'd never expect
 you've met nice boys and evil
 and you don't understand how two can be true at the same time
 You start developing bad behaviors like cutting yourself and crying yourself to sleep at night
 Thirteen comes by and now you're a teen
 wishing you could go back in time
 wanting to be that six year old again
 if you played with barbies and trucks now you'd be a disgrace
 You had to be adult and feminine now
 Trucks and blue wasn't an option
 Boys seductively look at you, thinking your body is hot
 and the male validation gives you confidence
 but not a good kind
 you learn you're only pretty when you don't eat enough
 making your body what the boys find attractive
 -Madison-
  
            
               
 I can't help but repeat myself
 "I know it's not your fault"
 Still lately, I begin to shake
 For no reason at all
 ~ I can't handle change - Roar ~
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