Who am I?

On these days

I look back,

Watching those sunsets

When I knew I was mine

And I knew I could be

Anyone I wanted

Before innocence gave way

To planning

To looking up scholarships at eleven

And sometimes I feel I don’t deserve this

This world,

This life

But even through tears

Through hardships, despair

Through days I don’t see the end of

The world will spin

And ashes will turn back to dirt

Flowers will burst and explode from this

Newfound soil

On these days

I wonder

And contemplate

The questions I cannot answer

The motivations of those who have hurt me

I will never know

Yet they haunt me

And I’m forced once again to see

You are not the person I want you to be

The old you

Loved the old me

But as we changed

You started to see

As a different girl

So you hurt her