Who I Used To Be

She used to call herself so sentimental,
She was always living in her past,
She was everything she wanted to be,
Living life in the creation of her shadows,
Trying to be invisible from the world outside,
Because she felt as if she was never loved,
But when she discovered she was wrong,
Her secret was revealed,
She was no longer invisible,
She was no longer who she used to be.

She woke up from her dream,
She found out who had been living for her,
Caught in her web of indecency,
She had no where to turn except her enemies,
She cried out to whoever would have heard,
But there was no one there,
No one to heal her self-inflicted wounds,
So she whispered a prayer to the Light outside,
"Take me away from here."
The only response was her whispering,
"I will if you come to me."
She lost the battle she thought she had won,
But she woke up stronger then she used to be.

She told herself to get out of bed,
She told herself to get out of fantasy,
She felt as if she could sing again,
She felt as if she could fly again,
The voice inside said she could be healed again,
The voice inside said she could breathe again,
She would be who she wanted to be,
She would be who she used to be.

I had it all,
And I threw it away,
I fooled myself that I knew the answer,
And I believed it too,
No body knows what tomorrow brings,
Except the only ones who live,
I am no longer falling,
I am flying,
And I will die before it happens again,
Since I am back to being what I know best,
Being all I am
All I can possibly imagine,
All who I used to be.