It’s funny how destiny makes its way through the creaks of your heart,
How one day you look in the mirror
And don’t know yourself any longer
Because the girl looking back at you
Has millions of unspoken words on her lips, scars hidden in her heart,
And regrets, a lot of them…
Just because she grew up.
It’s funny how time passes and it changes you,
It sharpens your mind,
Opens up your soul,
Makes you work more,
See the world differently,
Lose a piece of your innocence each time you love someone
And fall down more times than you can count with your fingers
Until one day
You look back at yourself in the mirror hanging on the wall,
Not only at yourself, but at your whole life
And simply realise how much has changed,
How much you’ve changed.
Now you can smile at your worst nightmares,
Conquer them all
While cherishing the good memories.
Thank the past for its lessons,
And loving who you are today:
The flower who bloomed in places where others died,
The soldier who made it home after the war,
Lived his trauma of killing people
The writer with words scattered on paper
Because of the pain of her loneliness.
The girl who grew up,
And hugged everything tight
Realising that the process wasn’t heartbreaking,
It was beautiful.