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In With the New

Staring at my reflection, I wish to mold myself,
changing not only the outside but also in
Turning back the moments that made me,
ripping off the morbid, seeking a new skin

I wish to be kinder in times of constant stress,
no longer venting upon those who only help
Unlocking the box of a past that drowns,
and able to place my pent up anger on shelves

Erupting from my cocoon with a cleaner soul,
craving a more open mindset so that I no longer hide
Willing to reach out with arms unburdened,
bolder step I’ll take, never afraid to go outside

I simply desire to smile without false pretenses,
allowing others to feel safe upon approach
I will push down the wall that has encompassed me,
patience becoming a lifelong coach

One day I just might look back at my past,
remembering the stricken girl that I once was
Knowing that she would be so proud,
my reflection smiling, a roaring applause

◄ Life's tears

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