waiting

I look back then and think where did that little girl go?
I look at the me now and wonder how this came from
That? I look at the me then and wonder if she would
Kick the crap out of the me now? Or the other way around
I think the me then would look at the me now and say
Wow your so different your so dark? And yet I have always
Been dark so dark……… back then I wore pink I wore white
I wore the colors that they wanted me to show
But now I only ware black and dark colors now
I am different I am showing the true me
The me who wants to be free. When the day comes
That I will ware colors again will be the day
I truly am happy but that day is not to day……
But its is soon I know this in my heart
That the colors will show through
The pond of darkness .