It is hard to believe,
But if you look hard enough,
You will see.
The traces left,
Of the girl I used to be.
I want her back,
If that is even a possibility.
She was filled with glee,
Not weighed down,
With the gravity,
Of this situation.
She had a voice,
Never held back,
Not a moments hesitation.
Don’t wait around,
For another’s liberation.
Open your eyes,
and break free.
Find the strength,
To be Me
That is enough.