The Formation Of The New Me

When I was a little girl I wore bows and pink.

I played with the neighbors kids

But when I wasn’t so young and little anymore, those things went away

Now I wore skimpy clothing, dark colors, ran around with the wrong crowd one too many times

I was no longer the sweeter here happily ever after that my parents saw for me. I was not an angel anymore, I had fallen, farther and farther down the staircase that was the formation of the new me

Looking at the photo albums of an innocent perfect child, I realized what I had done. I’ve created a monster

A beast untamed by the human species

I was now an angsty teen, set out to defy everything I once was. Forming the new me.

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