it s not simple to say that most days i don t recognize me that these shoes and this apron that place and its patrons have taken more than i gave them it s not easy to know i m not anything like i used be although it s true i was never attention s sweet center i still remember that girl she s imperfect but she tries she is good but she lies she is hard on herself she is broken and won t ask for help she is messy but she s kind she is lonely most of the time she is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie she is gone but she used to be mine it s not what i asked for sometimes life just slips in through a back door and carves out a person and makes you believe it s all true and now i ve got you and you re not what i asked for if i m honest i know i would give it all back for a chance to start over and rewrite an ending or two for the girl that i knew who ll be reckless just enough who ll get hurt but who learns how to toughen up when she s bruised and gets used by a man who can t love and then she ll get stuck and be scared of the life that s inside her growing stronger each day till it finally reminds her to fight just a little to bring back the fire in her eyes that s been gone but it used to be mine used to be mine she is messy but she s kind she is lonely most of the time she is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie she is gone but she used to be mine
['Unknown genre']