Shed

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story of my life

I shed from the girl
you used to know
the one you thought you owned
the one you tried to control.

But I shed from my shell
I'm finally free
ready to live again
ready to be me.

I opened my eyes
and was able to see
walked away from the damage
the lies right in front of me.

My skin is shedding
is bent and ready to peel
ready to move forward
ready to heal.

I stoof there silent
took the abuse
but I got away from it
Now im no longer for your use.

I shed from a girl
into a woman you see
something good for the world
shed into what I want to be.

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