I don't remember much of my childhood.
I remember bits and pieces and pictures and moments
I remember the lock in for girl scouts
I remember the church we stayed at
I remember the room full of toys we were just too old to use
I remember the awful dinner topped off with thin mints
I remember the games and stations we played at till 10
I remember the rope bracelets we weaved and melt at the ends
I remember your shiny glasses
I remember your long silken hair
I remember your shimmering braced smile
I remember your sweet laugh
I remember feeling so so lost
I remember you leaving me behind
I remember the movie you all watched without me
I remember the tv glowing as I cried myself to sleep
Maybe I've forgotten things for a reason
Maybe the girl I was that day didn't want to remember
But the moments I do remember made me who I am
In a woven rope bracelet, melted at the end.