I Am a New Me

Evolving…

Transforming…

I am a new person.

Success and Failure.

Happiness and Pain.

They have shaped me like clay.

I have become more outspoken.

I have become more independent.

I have learned to love smarter.

But to love even harder than before.

I have lost friends.

I have lost love.

I have given away pieces of me.

But pieces I thought I lost resurfaced.

Laughter…

            Tears…

Some things never change.

But I am not the same. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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