New Me
I look back,
not too long ago,
and I wonder how this all changed.
I had told God
"Give me just a few more years."
He didn't seem to listen to this plea.
I question why he chose me,
when I was so unwilling to change.
But then all my self-reliance died,
and I realized there was nothing more to gain.
There's a new me.
I don't understand it.
I believe it shouldn't be.
There's a new me.
I can't seem to grasp it.
I still don't believe what I see.
There's a new me.
How is this true?
I clung to my insecurities.
There's a new me.
My life keeps on changing,
and every day is another new me.
Copyright © Louise Picek | Year Posted 2007
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