My Year in Poetry.
Who was I a year ago?
Am I the same person now?
A year ago I was a mess,
I wasn't happy, I was confused.
I had good times and bad times.
But I wasn't confident, brave, or open.
A year ago, part of me wasn't with me.
A person took that from me.
That person made me into something I wasn't.
I lost friends. It wasn't a big deal anyways.
I knew that in High School I would loose and gain friends.
This person who controlled me, broke my heart.
I still stayed with this person for a month.
I left this person,
When I left this person it was already a new year, 2016.
I felt free, and I felt like someone new.
But... that person wouldn't leave me alone.
It's like this person didn't want me to be happy.
This person kept harming me more and more.
I stood up for myself. I had enough.
I let go, but I missed this person.
It was the best for me.
Months have passed by and I have been better than ever.
I am really happy with myself and my life.
I lost more friends throughout this year, but it doesn't affect me.
It just made me a more confident person.
I am a completly different person than I was a year ago.
Not a bad different but a very good kind of different.
I am now confident, brave, happy and always full of joy.
A lot can change from one year to another.
I love the person who I am at this moment,
And I hope it stays like this.