I've come to realize, that over time since my past, I am weaker. I am no longer the strong girl I was proud to be. Because I was strong because I was alone. I had no one to depend on, no one to turn to. Though it was lonely, I built up my walls. The walls that I would find refuge hiding behind. Now those walls are almost gone...I miss them. They came down before I was ready and now I'm vulnerable, more so than I ever wished to be.
I fall, and it's a whole new way since before. Because I land differently every time, but at the same time they are all the same.