Not That Girl Anymore.

Parted fingers made it hard to see,

I was that girl,

I was scared of everything,

But I'm finally getting older,

This time has made me wiser at times,

I've watched people come, then walk by,

The broken roads threw me off my tracks,

But I'm learning how to get back my feet.

Words hurt me worse,

More then a fist ever could,

I was the girl,

I wouldn't do anything about it,

But through my hard work,

I've learned,

I'm actually worth something,

So I'm wise enough,

To tell you to go on your way.

My hands won't shake,

My knees won't tremble anymore,

When you decided to scare me,

All my insecurities,

They lead back to you,

but I'm not that girl anymore,

I've learned to get back to my feet,

I'm wiser then you think,

I'm not that girl anymore.

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