A New Starting Line

When was the first time

I realized I could not fly?

When you told me so.

When was the first time

I was afraid to breathe?

When I realized

It could be done

Wrong!

When was the first time 

I realized mistakes became scars?

When you dug into my wounds

And made them deeper!

When was the first time

I felt that crying was a weakness?

Every time you yelled

To break me down

even smaller!

When was the first time

I saw the world as ugly?

When you pointed it out

And fed me your opinions!

Now I have realized that life

Is filled with firsts

And

You are no longer there

To make them my

Lasts 

Unless I choose them

to be.