If I could speak with the old me The first thing I would do is give her a hug No one understands her pain like I do I would dry her eyes full with tears She has cried enough due to pain Only tears that should be shed are of happiness I would tell her to watch out for a certain guy He caused a lot of unwanted problems But she'll make it through Finally, I would tell her to hold her head up high, her shoulders back A queen wouldn't want her crown to slip
It's the new and improved me writing this to my former self