How did I not care before?
No makeup.
No hair fixing.
No looking for good outfits.
And I wasn't afraid of what people would think of me.
Now I'm so afraid.
I was little before
Who was playful
Cute
Small
Smart
Happy
I've always been happy.
Now all I'd do is cry
All I am is weakness.
All I feel is pain.
I look at people
And they seem like me
When I was younger
They're happy
They don't fear being judged
They seek attention
And succeed in it
Who Was I Before?
I used to be me
Who was like them
Who was so blessed in life
What Am I Now?
A person.
A sad
Hurt
Pained
Depressed
Person
But I'm okay
It's fine
I can handle it
I can do this
I can live like this
I have all I need to survive life
I'm content
Who Am I Now?
I'm still me.
That's it.
It's simple.
I'm still me.
And I believe,
I will forever be me.
- Lizzie xx
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