"the girl i used to be? oh, she doesn't stay around here anymore. haven't seen her in a while. why do you ask?"
"the girl i used to be? well, i kicked her out. told her to stay away, said i didn't need her anymore. she tries to come back sometimes, but i don't let her."
"the girl i used to be? i destroyed her. didn't like her. neither did anyone else, anyway. they never came around to see her. so i changed her."
"the girl i used to be? no, i don't need her. sure, she was more innocent and a whole lot more whole, but that's okay. i'm better off without her. we all are."
"the girl i used to be? you miss her? yeah, well. sometimes i do too."
//THE GIRL I USED TO BE//
YOU ARE READING
this is everything i didn't say
Poetryand then there was one //if you know me, please ask before reading this, it's very personal
