Pardon me.

Pardon the ranting.

At 3.00 am when this is written,
I just miss carefree moments.

Moments when appearance is the last thing that runs through your mind.
Moments when you don't have to live up to expectations.
Moments when you don't fall down because you are so frustrated with yourself.
Moments when you don't have to feel like you're such a failure.
Moments when you don't think this world is so unfair.
Moments when you're just as tired as everyone else.
Moments when it's okay to be mad, sad and anguish.
Moments when you can just tell a person you miss them.
Moments when you just miss them more after a date or a phone call.
Moments when you don't have to feel so dumbfounded and confused.
Moments when you don't have to question yourself.
Moments when people won't bash you for a little positivity.
Moments when you're not told what to do.
Moments when you can just be you.
Moments when you, are you.
Quiet, chatty, noisy, bratty, spoiled, serious you.
Moments when you don't have tears stuck at your throat.
Moments when you don't have to feel like you're one ungrateful brat to be complaining.
Moments when you don't have these thoughts keeping you up all night.

Moments I'm not sure ever existed.