Stranger

My life is moving in slow motion

When I was younger,

I never fell from a tree

I never played hide and seek

I never saw first love

I never had a true friend.

When I was younger,

I never hid away from my family

I never trapped myself in a room

I never did something out of adrenaline

I never was an adolescent

When I was younger, I used to make

People laugh while on the inside

I had to bear with brewing storms

And darkest silences

When I was younger

I never gave my first kiss

When I was younger, I never felt loved

By someone who was not a relative

I never knew what passion felt like

While hiding, feeling scared of getting caught

When I was younger all my life was solitude

When I was younger, nobody knew

I needed everybody

Because I was dying alone

When I was younger, I knew

I was surrounded by love

My mother, my father, my sister and my aunts and uncles

Grandparents

But never a first love.

Now that I am 23, I look back at those lines

And still weep until I can drain the darkest ocean inside me

Now that I am 23...

What am I?

DA 2015