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I Could Be So Great


The young and naïve thirteen year old me 

Had no idea know who she could be 

 

Following trends other people set 

She hadn’t found herself just quite yet 

 

With every big and small change made  

She would feel herself gradually fade 

 

Until one day her thinking did change 

She had finally broken out her cage

 

She found a passion helping others 

Her world is now filled with bright colors 

 

At times she regrets the girl she was 

I have a problem with that because 

 

You see there’s nothing much to hate 

I just didn’t know I could be great 

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