New YOU, Old ME
There’s was a time
When all I thought about was YOU
Bottled all my sadness and anger inside
Holding on to the old YOU
Told I’m ugly, told I’m worthless
Told i’m better off in the ground
Told me things that made me feel powerless
I screamed, I cried, all without a sound
I looked in the mirror
Guess what I seen?
I seen all my errors
That they lead me to believe
Used
Abused
Isolated
Misunderstood
Hated
Damaged
But most importantly
Extremely bruised
Now I ask, what did I ever do to them?
I look at YOU and see a beautiful
Lovely, elegant, talented, sweet
Carrying little girl
Beaten and stabbed
I lost YOU
Lost myself
I was gone
I was in the ground where they wanted me
But YOU kept me going
YOU kept me here
YOU helped me
YOU held my hand
YOU showed me the light
YOU kept me on this land
Thank YOU
I’m so thankful for ME
I evolved and seen my old YOU reshaping ME
Because only one who will be there for you
Is YOU
- Shaylynn Fitzgerald
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