Transformation

 
Through the blue-green eyes of a 25 year old
I can now see my extraordinary transformation

I brush my firey tresses and smile at my reflection
Not because I'm vain and think I'm pretty
But because I'm proud of the woman I'm becoming

Once I was an abused and frail ghost in the process of fading to dust
Now I'm glowing with the colours of someone's who's loved

My journey is now a fusion of darkness and light
I know I'm stronger now and willing to fight
And even though it's been a long and a difficult task
I can now wear a smile without donning a mask