You are you but you are not the you of yesterday,
You will never be that version of yourself again,
Tomorrow, again, you will be different,
And ever-changing every day after.
Sometimes better, sometimes worse,
Some things found but others lost,
Always learning but never finished,
Moving forwards and backwards.
Some days brimming with joy,
Others dripping with sadness,
Or rooted in anger, fear or anxiety,
Moulding you into your new version.
Some days you will feel great,
And in others you won’t like yourself,
Just remember, you’ll be a different you tomorrow
And she might just surprise you.