Maybe I need to change,
part of it could be my fault.
After all, it's my decisions
that will end up

affecting my life.
Maybe it's time for me
to change the girl I use to be.
A change for the better might be good.

What I meant was I
need to change my attitude,
Start seeing the brighter sides
of life instead of the dead and dreary.

But if I change,
who will I be?
Will I be the girl
I'm supposed to be?
Or some mix-matched version
of someone else- someone not
completely real.
I guess it all depends
on the choices that I make.

I don't want to scream forever,
locked behind some special door
which keeps out everything importantly
and keeps in only me.

So I remember that change
is a good thing,
though it might not seem
that way to start.

I'll remember the girl
that I use to be.
Smile, and wave as I pass by.
Because change has made me
someone better than before.