Innocent Youth
I remember when I could sing
unafraid of how I sound.
I remember when I could fly
unafraid of the hard ground.
I remember when I could walk
unafraid of where'd I go.
I remember when I could speak up
unafraid of the word "no."
I remember when I could dream
unafraid of the real truth.
I remember when I was a little girl
filled with innocent youth.
This poem is about:
Me