13 years old me

 Sadness fills my chest when I see kids laugh and play with friends.

Friends that I never got to have.

Happiness that was sadness when all I got was myself and a note pad

Seeing happiness filling their hearts m with a sound of a symphony remarking my best words.

My heart fill with joyous, jealous, anger because I wish I could of had the love they had.

Now you see, watching the present reflects your past in a negative or positive way.

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