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What I've Become


I'm finally happy with the person I've become. Unwanted, unpretty, and unloved. Add it all together and lack of confidence is the sum. But I'm different now, finally hapy with what I've become. Not you or anybody else could bring me down. No matter how hard you try, you'll never succeed. But I appluade you because you gave me a mighty good run, tried real hard, but I'm finally happy with what I've become. Confidence is the only thing I've ever lacked. You saw my mistakes and chose to take advantage. But I'm not mad, I know one day you'll be back. But I don't need you because I'm finally happy with what I've become. Proud to be in the skin I'm in, yes indeed. No longer will I look to you to feel beautiful... Try to bring me down, but I promise you won't succeed. I can honestly say "I'm proud of who I've become".

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