A New Me

I'm becoming a better me.
Someone I destined to be.
Someone who knows rights from wrongs.
Someone whose finally free.

Once a little soul.
Who smiled and laughed.
But my heart was torn.
Of all the things that made me sad.

I wanted to run.
But I knew running was wrong.
I couldn't be a failure.
But I was still running along.

To a path that made me happier.
To a place where I belonged.
A new me was rising.
Like the sound of a beautiful song.

I had hopes for a better life.
So I made it a point.
No more sadness, tears, or negativity.
No more pity from people.

I can do this on my own.
I closed my eyes and sighed.
Now just picture yourself with a better life.
A new me, a brand new ride.