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My Path

Memories filter through my mind

From years back to this past time

My heart twists with stored up emotions

Unsure of how to see this person

 

The twists and turns of life have brought

Me to a place far from that spot

Now I look at them and try to see

Where in that picture would be me

 

So different from who I was back then

Would I still call them my friend

Whose hearts would I have broken in time

In return who would have broken mine

 

The changing of time could hardly grasp

Everything that’s become a mask

Would they be surprised by me

I am not who they expect me to be

 

Their memories of me from when

I was loud only to hide what was within

Changed from the inside out

This new confidence I found has no doubt

 

I know I made the right choice to leave

But I can’t help thinking where I would be

The memories pass and the moment fades

My life now is where I am today

 

I miss my friends and the laughs we shared

I know how much they all cared

But time has made it clear to me

This is where I am supposed to be

 

Through this journey I have become

A person humbled from what I came from

Seeing this path laid before my feet

I’m excited for who next I get to meet

 

The people I’ve known will stick with me forever

As someone who helped shape me for the better

These thoughts will fade with a tear down my cheek

As I will go on to start another week

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ashlee-cline
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Dec 7, 2011
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