Change. That's all I hear. That's all you say. That's all I want. Oh, the wonders that could happen if things would just change. If I would just change. Please, let me be anything else. Anything but who I was and who I am.
Changing. Whether you see it or not, I am changing. Slowly, but surely, I find myself improve almost everyday. I'm striving to be who I want to be. And don't try to sway me. I will be strong. I will no longer be vulnerable .
I hunger and crave to be that girl I've always wanted to be. It takes time, I say. But I'm taking too much time. Soon, I will run out. I want results. I don't want to wait. I want to be that girl. No, I will be patient, and I will work hard. I'll show you, I'll show everyone, even myself. I can change. I am changing
No longer will I be my own pray. No longer am I the blood-thirsty lioness or the helpless doe. I am the eagle: A free spirit soaring into a land beyond the clouds. I've fallen too many times. But no, not only will I stand, but I will fly. I am no longer the old me.
With my chin up high, I can truly say:
I am changing.
