The Old Me Now

I was the one with that slaughtered her trust I was the one who made him lust I was the one with the title on my name , the title that has put me to shame.I was the one who showed no pain , no reason for me to let them see my pain .I am the one that has changed though That's something major I'll let show.But for the sins I made , I hope I get blessed up .Lord knows that I messed up .But yet he made me a blessing & I promise I'll never mess up .Who am I now ? I am one with the power to forgive & forget, the one with the heart of less sorrows & sadness .The one that found some happiness & hope that I lose myself in it .The girl the world knows from the outside & my problems revolve around it .

This poem is about: 
Me

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