The old me has fallen asleep.

Thanks for making me fuck up

Thanks for telling me to give up

Thanks for all the not so positive crap you gave out to me

Because back then I was the old me

Weak and easily torn apart

Where I wore my heart on my sleeve

But the old me fell asleep

The new me has awaken

Making sure never to be taken

Lightly and underestimated

Never again will I be weak and light hearted

I will fly to the top, and not be bombarded.