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Oct 2016
It's time to make a new me.
Someone fresh, vibrant, and exciting.
But tell me how I can make a brand-new heart
with just some tape and a few spare parts?

It's alright. I can do this.
Just tweak my hair, give my lifestyle a twist.
Maybe I'll loosen the grip on my reputation
And replace it with fuel, ready for ignition.
I need a passion that burns bright inside me-
but not too bright, cause people might see
But don't I want to be seen? Or do I want to live through my dreams? Put this here, rip this part out, try and push away the anxieties, the crippling doubts, the endless nights full of fear and the buckets and buckets of held back tears all the words that wouldn't come all the conversations that made me look dumb


How can I make a new me
when I still have my memories?
When I've left behind my heart
and only have spare parts?
With all the stress of making a new mind
I've ended up turning a blind
eye to what really needs building;
Trust, confidence, and my fresh beginning.
So for the moment, I'll take care of the girl I am now.
And even though I can turn away and make a new, shallow
version first, I'll never lose this me.
**That's for sure.
After moving several cities and hundreds of kilometres away from all my family and friends, I went through a lot of, "difficulties" with my identity (*cough* mini crisis *cough*). I was getting so frustrated, but then one morning at about 5am (I hadn't yet gone to bed), I had a bit of an epiphany- I'll always be me. Sure, I can make certain aspects of myself better, but I'll never be someone else- so why try? So I wrote this, promising myself that I'd do all I can to make myself the best me I can be.
SweetClementine
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