Letters, rearranged to,
Create my emotions...

Alone.
I'm sick of this...

Rearranging this and that,
Cutting out everything you hate...

Open to all new opportunity,
A quiet awakening...

They think they can see me,
The real person inside...

Some things will never be different,
They will never change...

It'sall that I have left,
The only memory of you...

Flooded out by tears,
That won't stop falling...

Gripping.
Tight...

What do you see?
What do you achieve...

Made a moving step forward,
A reinvented connection...

Took time out to heal,
A new being was in motion...