This is the part of childhood no one talks about.
The part that stayed with you, even when you tried to grow up.
The emptiness you couldn’t name.
The dreams that slipped away.
The nights that never ended.
The feeling of never being enough.
Of being unseen.
Of being small in a world that decided for you.
Every piece here holds a fragment of that.
Not a trend. Not a design.
A memory you never finished.
