When I Was Five Years Old

This is pretty emotional for me.

When I was five years old,
I liked to play outside.
Everyone was my friend.
I wanted to grow up and be a princess.
I thought the world was huge. 

When I was eight years old, 
I liked to use the computer. 
I had lots of friends. 
I went to a school for smart kids, and that always made me feel good.
I wanted to grow up and be a doctor.
I thought the world was beautiful.

When I was eleven years old,
I started to realize something. 
Not everyone was my friend. 
Not everyone wanted to be.
I liked to sleep. 
I wanted to grow up and be happy. 
I thought the world was confusing. 

When I was thirteen years old,
They called me a boy because I had short hair and bit my nails.
I didn't want to do anything. 
I had no friends. I pushed them all away. 
I didn't want to grow up. 
I thought the world was cruel, and everyone was against me.
I went to school one day with a bottle of tea.
Washed twenty-six down in a locker room. 
I went through gym, jumping rope like any other day.
My heart started to beat too fast for my liking.

I am fourteen years old,
I am so happy.
I like to listen to music.
Everyone is my friend. 
I want to grow up and be a princess.
I think the world is huge.