The Old Me
You don't know the me I am today.
You only know the me I was with you.
You know the broken, insecure me.
You know the me that allowed the pain.
What you think of me is the past.
You don't know the me I am today.
Years have passed.
You hold onto the old version of me.
You only know the me I was with you.
You know the broken, insecure me.
You know the me that allowed the pain.
What you think of me is the past.
You don't know the me I am today.
Years have passed.
You hold onto the old version of me.
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