Not the girl I used to be 

I’m not the girl I used to be, I’m no longer pathetic little me. I no longer walk the streets alone, Wishing I had a hand to hold. I no longer cry at every little thing, Wasting my tears on those girls who called me weird. I no longer wish I could fit in, Hiding my flaws behind my sealed shut doors. I no longer chase after the wrong boys, Begging them to like me, even if it’s all a joke. I no longer spend my whole night,  Thinking how I can win over the girls sitting to my right. … Continue reading Not the girl I used to be