The Real Me?
I think it's time to write some words about the real me
I have such inspirations of just who I want to be
It started out one day in June - a day like all the rest
But by the time the sun had gone I'd set myself a test.
I was going to be me - the girl from deep inside
Before I couldn't set her free no matter how I tried
And people see just what they want and me! Well, I was fat.
Personality is never seen when all that's seen is that.
So tweezers clenched I plucked my brows - it hurt my eyes did leak
I tried the scales - they hurt me more (be better in a week)
And hair where bits of grey showed through, a colour made it shine
Oh yes my plan was going well, some make up helped define
The features that once looked so glum now seemed to have a spark
Instead of moments by the fire I now jog around the park
The weight it dropped off quickly and this happy girl inside
Came back, she smiles, enjoys a life long lost - a life she thought had died
I now love life and wish that I had found a way before
But maybe it was meant this way so I could love life more
My eyes wide open I now see that life is short soon out
Just happy now I wake in time to see what life's about
The profile in my mirror is now half way to a goal
Already I feel real inside - happy almost whole
I WILL get the way I want, I'll be all that I achieve
I am determined to have the drive, 'cos in me I now believe