Who is this girl you think me to be?
I am not her, I am only me.
I do not know who she could be,
This little girl you confuse with me.
Sometimes she but always me,
If only you could really see.
I hide behind the smile of she,
Who you think could ever be me.
I understand the confusion of she,
She is so good at being me.
But I did not like the she that was me,
She was cruel and never let it be.
Her shame bubbled up and she tried to be,
But she was never ever going to be as strong as me.
This girl you knew and thought me to be,
She is gone and there is just me.
I’ll be better than her, the best of me,
The me I always wanted to be.