Innocence missed in Memories.....or lack thereof...

There are things I wish I never knew
Aspects of what makes you, you
Things that crawl down deep inside
The things that you believe you hide

I long for days when it was simple
When I wasn’t much more than a dimple
And a cuddle always made it better
Snuggled up against your sweater

When 2+2 was the height of math
And you were there to lead my path
When everyone was a potential friend
And the saddest words were “The End”.

But eventually we all mature
The view of life becomes less pure
We start to see through different eyes
And notice all those tiny lies

“That food isn’t good for you”
The first one I learned wasn’t true
“Don’t be fat, your less worthwhile”
That’s what’s tucked inside my file

“Be polite, smile and be nice”
Ignore the cost, your secret price
Better to be seen as good
Than to make waves or be misunderstood

Your an extension of what they see
When they look you, they look at me
So always look neat, and be polite
If I look bad, you’ll ruin the night

So many tiny little lies
Each a Yucky compromise
Steals a little bit of me
Till bits of you are all I see.

As I age and heal myself
I want to put this on a shelf
I really don’t want to recognize
The parts of you that need these lies

I still want to truly believe
That you would never know and decieve
That your not thinking of yourself
And that my needs aren’t on a shelf

I want the you of my innocence
I want you of magnificence
I want the you that can do no wrong
That reads me stories extra long

That scares the monsters under my bed
And never helps them into my head
That shows me wonderful, beautiful things
And never shreds me into strings

These are things I wish I never knew
The aspects I dislike of you
The things that crawl down deep inside
And make a nest in what you hide.