If I could go back in time
I would go to you
I would head for the stairs.
I'd find you in the small room,
The one with the walls the colour of bubblegum pink,
the one with the cupboard over the stairs.
I can still hear its heavy
door closing.
You are quietly playing alone,
already lost to your fantasy world,
where it feels safe.
I would sit beside you
and let you know
that I choose you,
and always will.
I'd tell you that you are special,
just as you are.
You don't need to earn
What should have been freely given.
I would build a shelter
around your heart.
Who would you be
without the burdens
that were never yours to carry?
Who might you have become?
