Sometimes I look at myself and realize

do I know the person that I've become?

I live everyday wearing a disguise,

and yet still, all I keep feeling is numb.

This is not the person I want to be.

To live without worry and without dread

and learn to not care how others view me,

a bird flies South, always looking ahead.

Learning to love myself has been very hard

and I bury all my feelings away.

The only girl known is the one with scars

but I don’t want that part of me to stay.

Everyday I chase the demons away,

the person I love is going to stay.