LaDamaX · 11 answers · 5mo
Please describe your childhood self. You may use visual art, a poem, a song, interpretive dance, etc.
Please describe your childhood self. You may use visual art, a poem, a song, interpretive dance, etc.
I was notorious for being a crybaby. My mom thinks it's because she cried a lot when she was pregnant with me, but in my humble opinion I think it's cus my parents didn't know (and still don't know) how to fulfill the emotional needs of any living being. Pair that with the fact that I was abused in multiple ways by my older sister. I was the student who was "A pleasure to have in class," i.e., too intimidated to speak unless spoken to or misbehave because of the consequences I'd catch at home if I dared to challenge anybody even when they were being obviously unfair, mean, abusive, etc.
13 going on 30.
I was like a darling bud of May in an ugly dark brown cover. Each time a pink leaf was held against the sun the frost and cold wind caused it to pull back inside.
The child played alone.
Having fun doing so.
Then the idea came to integrate into society.
Only, this child had no idea about the ups and downs of such an endeavour.
An endless wheel that made no sense, a closer look shows the persons.
Zoom out and into groups, they appear to be having adventures inside and out.
What's fitting in mean? He thought.
Basically, this child grew unhappy, from chasing something he's not meant for.
Behind closed curtains, this child was angry, with a temper, but also cooled that hotness.
Behavioral issues, fighting with his brother.
Needs unmet, from no longer serving himself but a servant to others.
I respect that child, for choosing to stay away from that inner hate even though it's unsolved.
To close that book, that child needs to be understood.
Not buried, but that I can now do.
sweet, sensitive, extremely shy/terrified of people, felt that everyone in the world hated my guts, ultra-logical, wanted girls more than anything, super smart, super lazy/loathed mental labor or probably any other kind of labor, very deep and philosophical, my mom tells me I didn't talk about things kids usually talk about, but she doesn't remember what I'd talk about. Sorry, I'm not good at poetry/art. =P
I did have the AI create something for the assignment but I think it best describes my childhood self. :A smile stretched wide, a laugh rings out,
But shadows linger, eyes filled with doubt.
Swinging high, carefree and bright,
Hiding the tears that fall through the night.
A heart that aches, a world unseen,
Wishing for sunshine, where only rain has been. Thank you.. it's wonderfully emo 😈🚬🤣
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