Effervescent

Effervescent, if I did have to pick.

Not by choice, though; I didn’t ask for this.

Unfortunately, some things, to me, stuck.

I had to build walls, never allowed bliss.

There was nothing more I sought after for

Than to be something I wasn’t, to be

Someone else, someone who smiled, something more

Than the small, sad girl they were making me.

I did not ask to turn out like I did,

But I would not ask for it diff’rently.

For that sad girl turned into a strong kid,

And she learned how to take down her walls gently.

This little girl learned how to be alive,

How to live her life, not only survive.