I was nice until I was nice no more.
The thin line between pretty and ugly is severed,
I’m oozing out elements underneath my shell.
Once, I could swim through the waves and take the splash on my face.
Once, I could let the caress of the ocean sweep me off my feet,
taking away the very foundation that gives me balance.
Bang!
I didn’t snap, I woke up!
Now I ride storm and walk on the embers of the fire.
The fire that started as a spark is blazingly fierce now.
I am not fazed, no more.
I do not cower, no more.
I do not swerve, I go through.
The viper in me shed off the old skins.
I didn’t snap, I woke up,
Stronger…
''What doesn’t kill you they say, makes you stronger.''
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