I'm Not Who I Was
I'm Not Who I Was
I'm not who I was and it's the strangest thing.
I don't think the old me would recognize Me anymore,
but that's ok.
Because I'm starting to realize, love, and adore
Myself.
I'm not who I was and it's the greatest thing!
I'm so much more happy when I look in the mirror.
I used to hate the reflection.
Now I see what's in the glass so much
clearer.
I'm not who I was and everyone can see.
So I can't turn a blind eye to the one who helped change me.
I can't say thank you enough,
because now,
I'm not who I was.
This poem is about:
Me