Ive grown. 
I  no  longer  make  the  same  spel ling  mistakes  I  did  in  the  8th  grade.
Lyk why dnt we still do dis? lol.
I  no  longer  cry  my  eyes  out  wondering  why  i 'm  so  ugly.
My nose is too big, my thighs are too fat.
I  no  longer  think  love  is  a  fairy tale  made  just  for  me.
He loves me, he love me not, he loves me...
I  no  longer  feel  lost,  and  alone. 
Its only me, who am I?

Things have changed. Ive gotten older and come to realize, Things pass.
You  move  on,  you  start  over,  you  become  new.
Dont be afraid to embrace the future. 
Only  the  weak  fall  back,  while  the  strong  move  forward.