Metamorphosis, by Breanne Springstead

I am the shell of my former self—

I am no longer the girl I once knew

no longer trapped in her old world.

But still struggling to figure herself out.

I have grown—

I have changed.

I have allowed myself to explore new horizons.

But at the same time, I am still trapped in my shell—

I am still a reflection of my former self.

It only takes one small moment

to create a pause in the rhythm of ‘normal’ growth.

That one small moment that makes the world feel like it is crumbling around me;

all of a sudden,

I am questioning my reality—

questioning who I am.

But it’s only a quick lapse;

then, time continues.

-Breanne Springstead

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