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transition from girl to woman |
I was that Girl Who was often teased in school I seem peculiar to my peers No one thought I was cool I was that Girl Who was never boastful or loud Kids perceived me as homely So I was never part of the “crowd” I was that Girl Little Boys never paid attention to Not popular enough or cute enough To be part of that “Pretty Girl” crew I became that young Lady Whose heart was an “open wound” It was so often buried by insecurities That It turned into a beating “tomb” I was that young Lady That was told, “You’re too nice and sweet!” I was too humble and too loving And I appeared to be naïve and weak I was that young Lady That was misunderstood by men And I seemed to have no luck When it came to making friends Dark-skinned, short black hair A hideous face I use to see I’d found it very hard To accept that this Girl was me Nowadays, things have changed That Girl is no longer Lessons of Life have taught me And I’ve become stronger I am now that Woman All grown up and ready for the world A new “me” has emerged And I buried that Old Girl I am that Woman No longer concerned what others think of me Because I know what I’m worth And I know what I see… …In a mirror, when I look Back at my face Dark and Lovely, young and beautiful And full of His Grace I am that Woman Who’s not afraid anymore I’m happier and more confident Cause I am no longer That Girl |