slow realizations and my mistakes

For awhile I lost that bright eyed girl full of music, questions, hope and wonder.
The curiosity for life had gone.

I lost who I was in trying to become something I wasn't.

I've made mistakes.  But I cherish each and every last one.

I love every tear for every heart ache and mistake I've made....and still have yet to make.
They have showed me who I am.

I am more me now than I have ever been.

And I have all of my mistakes to thank for it.


- lola besott