Because Of You
The old me lacked confidence. She worried constantly what other people thought of her. She always thought she wasn’t good enough. The old me allowed myself to be used by people I believed were my friends. I wouldn’t hear from them for months on end and then they’d be a phonecall because they were at a loose end. And stupidly I’d jump, whenever they rang. The old me felt a little lost. Whilst I believed I was happy, there was a little something missing. The old me did a very good job of hiding my emotions, never really saying how I was…
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