Simple As That

The unfolded

piece

of paper

had seams from

the folds.

It separated one 

section from 

the other.

Reminding you

of the line

that should not

be crossed.

Let the 

world see

how 

complex 

That you

are, a different 

person. 

I lived this

way for many 

years.

Dismissing

my old 

self

sectioning

it off like

a folded

piece of paper.

I left her 

in the dust

many 

many

times.

I would declare

to the 

world

that I was 

a different person.

Better!

I had 

different priorities

now. 

I see things so 

differently now.

That girl

who had many 

different sections 

different lives

was 

actually 

just one section. 

One life.

One girl.

One single sheet 

of paper. 

The sections 

are not really

chapters.

They are your history

It is your life

It is 

all you,

just you. 

No need to reinvent 

yourself.

Just grow.

Simple as 

that.