Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Finding Me.

There was a time when I was wild and free

There was a time when I couldn’t find me

There was a time when I was madly in love

This is a time when I am nothing of the above.


I’m not that same little girl

Who is going to fawn all over you

I’m not lonely anymore

I know when what you say isn’t true.

I see you, I see who you are

And me, I am exactly what I need to be.

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