Thinking back to my previous

Thinking back to my previous self,
The scared awkward girl, afraid to take a stand,
Smiling when smiled at,
opinion spoken only when necessary,
Worked hard only to please those above.
Hard to imagine myself now.
What does a year really do,
And how can it completely change an entire person?
Left to manage a store by myself,
I rose to the challenge.
I struggled and cried,
I fought and I argued,
Until finally it wasn't my position to fight anymore.
Now I talk and give my opinion.
I don't take orders
without thinking if it's needed,
And I don't hold on to the slightest hope
Of things being easy for a little while.
#dollartreelife
That's what a year can do.

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