I wish I had known I was only a child
A kid, a brat, a youth
I wish I had crumbled and fallen
Crying, crushed, and helpless
Like the lamb I was.
I wish I hadn’t been able to bear the weighty, invisible globe that thundered upon my shoulders, stretching my muscles, and harshly teaching me strength
Strength to carry what wasn’t mine to carry.
I wish I hadn’t been able.
Then I might have learned not to.
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