12
Mar

Damaged Girl 

               Traces being left behind
          With every step I take.
     The once upon a time I knew
No difference does it make.

               This process that I’m starting now
          To build a whole new me.
     Is lengthy and a painful one
And thats just plain to see.

               Learn to walk and start anew
          They call it baby steps.
     This brand new life I’m thankful for
No longer will I fret.

               I’ll always be the damaged girl
          I can’t forget my past.
     But I will learn to live more free
And appreciate life at last.

12 Notes on this post

  1. recognizingthevoiceless reblogged this from thisismeintheraw and added:
    Rachael’s Note: This struck a cord with me.
  2. unspokendoubts said: So true!! We cannot erase what we’ve been… mas we can change the we’re living :)
  3. thisismeintheraw posted this
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