June 25, 2010

She's gone

I'm speaking out, my conscious is clear and I don't care what anybody thinks. I still fear less fear and I don't have to be... what you want me to be. Cause every time I try to fit in, it feels like I'm unappealing. Look in my eyes, and you'll see I'm different. I'm finding myself everyday, and I'm on my way. I have changed. The little girl you knew, the one who never stood up to you, who kept her style in too long. Well she's gone with the wind. And now I'm standing my ground, and who I am and for that I'm proud, and the girl that you knew... well she's gone.

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