Yearly TRANSition.
I'm still me, but I'm not the same.
My hair is shorter, my spirit bolder.
I say I'm still me and in a way it is true.
But that doesnt mean,
That it's the "me" that you knew.
You saw me as a woman,
Or perhaps I was just a girl you knew.
What an awful mistake.
I was scared to tell you, but I soon found I had no choice.
I'm happy now in a way you can't imagine.
Comfortable and safe in my skin.
I'm honestly glad I told you.
Your dispointment will never win, but your love will get me through.
I'm now me, but he'll never return to the "me" that you once knew.