I went away from all things

I knew.

I changed my view on life,

paid attention to the little things.

I learned to appreciate the small gestures

made by strangers walking by. 


I left

to take away the pain

of the heartbreak,

to spend time with 

loved ones,

to fulfill my dream

of adventuring,

to focus on myself,

and my self-worth.


I do not need a boy to

make me happy.

I do not need a best friend to

feel complete.

I do not need makeup to

be beautiful.

I do not need dollars

to make change. 



life blows up in your face...

and that's okay.

the pain will only make you



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