you kept me alive.

I am running away from my past.
I am running away from the time I was new to the world and I knew nothing.
I am running away from the fact that somewhere - below all the act of being a stable human being - is that weak, childish, scared little girl.

But this is me now.

This is me pulling myself together, putting on a fake smile on my face and saying that; yes, I am okay.


I am okay.
I am okay.
I am okay.
and i always will be.

Maybe these changes fade and in a few years time I find myself running away from the confused adolescent I am right now. But I guess that's just a part of the game, isn't it?

You've changed me.
You've disguised every fragile blood cell in my heart into being something stronger.
You've kept my head above the water I almost drowned in.

You're my anchor.
And it's you that keeps me from running away from myself, the real me.

Don't let go.