January 1, 2020

Time was supposed to give us room to grow
But we change in ways we couldn't know
I have become what I never wanted to be

Left behind are the simplicities of innocence
I turned towards a need, a desire to be desired
Now innocence is a thing of the past
I have chosen to take whatever I want

I wish to be stronger, more wise than this
I wish to believe in love again
To let go of this greed for self
To choose to not want what is not mine.

When will I be able to
Look myself in the eyes
In the mirror again?