I'm Not Who I Was

I'm Not Who I Was

I'm not who I was and it's the strangest thing.

I don't think the old me would recognize Me anymore,

but that's ok. 

Because I'm starting to realize, love, and adore 


I'm not who I was and it's the greatest thing!

I'm so much more happy when I look in the mirror.

I used to hate the reflection.

Now I see what's in the glass so much


I'm not who I was and everyone can see.

So I can't turn a blind eye to the one who helped change me.

I can't say thank you enough,

because now,

I'm not who I was.


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