Just like a piece of Clay
like the Play-doh I used to play with when I was just a child
I change.
Into different forms, shapes and sizes.
I'm molded into something I wanna be, or something I don't
and I'm altered.
Hardened or softened, torn and mended
Yet I'll always be the same clay, the same color even if
my colors fade.
No matter how I change
I'll always be
Play-Doh.
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Ever since I was a child, I believed in morals, values, goodness, hope that never dies and everlasting love. I've always been optimistic. I can always smile for everyone. So why are my beliefs faltering now? 18 years of believing in hope, in love, in goodness. How can that slowly fade when I want to keep it all? I wanna be a child again, careless and happy. I wanna be the girl I was proud of. The girl I felt was so strong. How did I get so weak? How am I losing myself? I've become so dark...And all I wanna do is see the light again. Please give me strength to shine again, for the people around me and myself. I know it's in me. I just need to try harder. I can do it.
PristineRose Community Member 
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