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The Person I've Become


 

Many tears I have cried

All cause things didn't go right

But now I just laugh and hold my head high

Cause I know that good times are nearby

 

I used to lack what I needed most

Something that many people hold close

I had no confidence in my heart

Hence why my life fell apart

 

When it comes to life, I don’t have much support

My mother is my last and only resort

I’ve never had a big family to lean on

We never had that special bond

 

But despite the bad, my life is now great

My mind and my heart are on the same page

Now no one can stop my self belief

I have overcome my moments of grief

 

The moment I realized I grew as a person

Was when I knew I was prepared for life to worsen

I knew that life would only get more hard

But I always continued to go forward

 

I am no longer who I used to be

I am a different person for the world to see

Though I have grown a little, I’m still not done

There is plenty more to come


 

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