Meka Wrights – My Younger Self

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Meka Wrights - My Younger Self

My Younger Self By Meka Wrights 

I enjoyed ever bit of play in the rain, built sand castles by the beach side and played hide and seek with my best friends in the street.

I lived carefree to what society said I should and shouldn’t do. I was careless to remember important things like how old I was or what I weighed.

I didn’t care who didn’t love me, I love everyone anyways. But, I was still not satisfied in the midst of it all, I wished for growth, I craved so badly to be addressed as a big brother, I wanted to be in control— like the true king that I am, and have subjects under my command.

I wanted to have my younger ones running errands for me, at the snap of my fingers, I wanted things to get done whether or not I was around. I wanted to count my years in age, I never knew growth came with a burden of tasks…

Nobody told me that I’d have to start catering for myself as well as others, nobody told me that I’d have to take responsibility for the affairs of my younger siblings, nobody told me that growth means not being able to bathe in the rains or play suwé with my bestfriends in the neighborhood.

Written by @mekawrights

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