Maybe...
Maybe it was in the way she started to walk
Or possibly in the confident way she started to talk
There was a genuine curve of her smile
Despite the friends she lost all the while
Maybe there was a new way she was thinking
A new feeling inside her that started blinking
She found something inside of herself
And was terrified to bring it down from the shelf
Through all of her downfalls;
All of the scratches, cuts, and hits
She gained a love that healed it all
And it all ended up being worth it
Her mind was finally home free
All because she decided self love was something she wanted to see
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