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The Rose Slowly Blooms

august 25, 1999
I think I've changed this summer.
I can't tell how,
But somehow,
I feel different.

I'm seeing the world through someone else's eyes,
And my lips are speaking someone else's words.
I'm experiencing events that I'm not supposed to be around for,
And I'm making friends with people I'm not supposed to know.

Everything is different.
But I like it so much better.

I don't feel as shy,
I don't feel as cut off from the world.
I won't let everyone use me as a door mat anymore,
Because I'm the one walking through that door.

So if you think that you're not seeing the girl that you're used to,
That she's somehow...different,
You're right.
Because my world is getting better.
And I can't stop it.
And I'm loving every minute.


::the summer sun slowly rises::