I used to be innocent
simple
plain even.
I used to be ignorant
unknowing of the worlds wonders
destruction
loss
heartache
I am no longer those things.
I am strong.
I remember myself
I have found her again
the way I was
is only a chapter
I am writing the story
the way I am
is a work in progress
there are so many more pages.
there is so much to write.
-lrh
