My Depression and Suicide poems

34.) Change

I'm starting fresh,
From somewhere new.
Creating a life,
Nobody knew.

I'll now be open,
And going alone.
Sticks and stones,
Won't break my bones.

And here I will grow,
Making my changes.
I'll be better,
Exploring the pages.

I'll grow my hair,
my personality.
A better person,
Is what I'll be.