Trina Aiken Poet Cowboy Poetry

I Am What I Use To Be

I am what I use to be
the cild that played 
alone at night in the dark
I am what I use to be
the same little girl who hated to 
cry cause when she started the tears
never seemed to stop
I am what I use to be
the same little girl whos afraid 
of being alone
The same little girl who cried
her first day of school 
I am what I use to be 
but yet i still change
i am the flower bud that 
had

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