She was reckless

She was messy

She got hurt and better

She got bruised and healed

She was never stuck

Now the fire is gone

The spark has died

I’m happier now

But I miss being myself.

Oh, what I’d give

To be that imperfect girl again

She was herself

She wasn’t exactly happy

But she knew where she was going

In her life

Now I’m someone else

But happy in the moment.

But the future… It seems dark.

This isn’t my life.

Now the fire is gone

The spark has died

I’m happier now

But I miss being myself.

Oh, what I’d give

To be that imperfect girl again

She’s gone

Her funeral held long ago

When I traded my soul

Just to belong.

Just to carve myself into someone new

No, this isn’t what I wanted.

I want to start over

And rewrite my story

I'd trade it all

Just to bring back the light in her eyes

That saw the world in full color

While crying

I miss the girl I was

Who knew how to be herself

But for now I’ll just be happy

Being happy