To the Elementary Me

To the little upstairs bedroom

      sorry I didn't appreciate your coziness 

To the bookshelf in the alcove

      sorry I let your shelves collect dust more than my iPod ever did

To the window looking out to the tree I planted

      sorry I kept the curtains closed 

To the blanket I've had since I was born

      sorry I ruthlessly dragged you every where 

To the 13 journals I started

      sorry I only ever wrote on the first page

To the crayons I never loved

      sorry I broke every one I touched and moved on too fast

To the little girl who had dreams in her head and hope in her heart

      sorry I let you down