Self

I would change Myself. There would be no more days Sulking about, feeling sorry for all my ‘misfortunes’. No more long, wasted nights Not living up to my potential. I would no longer stare in the mirror, See someone I couldn’t bear to love, And feel unable to change at thing. I would change it all. I would become new, a bright fiery flame Rushing out of the dreary mist. I would give myself the will to become Whoever I wanted to see in the mirror And the best part of all is This is entirely possible.