......

I lay here thinking about how I've changed
and how I've changed my view of things and
I wonder what he really thinks of me? This
me. Not the old me. Not the bad me,but the
good me. I wonder if he'd run the other way
if he knew the old me or would he stay to
help heal me? Would he love me or hate me
with a mad passion? Would he look at me as
if I'm some sort of freak or see me for the
unloved broken girl who's be broke,beaten
n used like a toy? I lay here hoping that
he like me,maybe love me. I don't want to
end up broken into tiny pieces anymore.
I'm broken enough.....