Change

I was a dreamer
I remember feeling so alone and dreaming of what could be, what should be, what would be.
I heard the lies, the excuses.
I saw excitement, the joy, the fun that I wasn't part of.
I worried that this would continue. I worried that I would worry.
I thought I would continue on with this empty feeling constantly in the pit of my stomach. I thought it would never end.
But I want change.
I am still a dreamer, but a different kind.
I think that things go wrong, people change, situations change but in the end, it all works out for the better.
I need to keep going. I need to stand up more times than I fall, I need to learn to dance in the rain. I need to stay strong.
I try to make the best of every situation, to see the light at the end of the tunnel.
I feel sad and alone at times, but strong enough to know that this feeling is only temporary.
I forgive the ones who caused me pain.
Now I can change.
I will become a stronger and better version of myself because of the trials I have to face.
I choose to accept the fact that life is not easy.
I dream that life will be easy, but we all know that's a dream that can't come true.
I hope that I will find myself.
I predict that I will feel happier. That I will feel freer.
I know that learning to accept trials as they are and learning to stay strong will make me a better person. I won't lie around crying anymore, I will be better. I will happier. I will be stronger. I will have changed from a caterpillar into a butterfly. It will take time, but...
I will change.