Regretful Wishes
My hands ran across the walls that had once been my whole life,
Taking in the feelings,
the memories that had once been.
The late night conversations
filled with constant laughter and chatter.
The sleepless nights of
tossing and turning.
The early sunrises
Filled with 'good morning' smiles.
The early mornings
of not wanting to wake up.
The countless hours I spent
wishing that I could be somewhere else,
That I could be older,
And wiser,
And free.
Within these walls I could be myself
And without the walls to shelter me
I'm left to be someone else entirely.
I wish I had not grown up.
