Once I was a girl,
a girl who couldn’t do anything of her own.
I didn’t had a life plan,
or a plan for anything else.
I couldn’t make decisions,
and I didn’t knew who I was.
I didn’t had the confidence,
to be someone I liked.
I became somebody who was fake,
in front of all those people.
Hoping that they would notice that person,
and still I was shy.
I cried every night in my room,
Not satisfied with the person I became.
But then that person came around,
who taught me all those things.
I was told to have that confidence,
and the skills to make decisions of my own.
Not caring about what other people might think of me,
and still be liked by those who were around me.
I’ve learned so much from that special person,
and yet so much about the person in myself.
I became a whole new me,
finally I was the one who I wanted to be.
I’m living a new life now,
still I could do better.
No one is perfect,
even I know that.
Knowing that fact and realising,
that the person who taught me all those things,
that special person that was me.