Monday, 23 May 2011


I'm broken and changed,
Never whole, but made new.
It's a new kind of feeling.
How do I ever tell you, "I'm scared"?

I've been turned upside down.
Told I am wrong, 
And not me.
But then who is?
In this crazy life we lead
I've grown up
Moved out
And carried on
Just to keep

Who I was
Is never coming back.
Just as
Tomorrow will be different
So will I.

So I ask then
Who, is... me?