I am finding myself again

When did I loose myself? When did I get lost in others ideas of me, of who I am and what I need?
I always said i will never become like that, like them...
I am finding myself again.
I’m finding that I have changed, I am different than before. I have grown, learned, unlearned and relearned that which is needed. I am no longer that little girl, I am no longer wearing your masks. I am no longer following your trend.
I am becoming myself again, not sure who and what that is, but little by little as I live I am getting to know who and what I am.
I’m becoming myself again.

Home

I am 25 yrs young, not old! I am going to make this my home!
I have a choice and I choose to make this my resting place, my santuary, my adventure, my future and it will become my past.
I am going to call this home.
My head has found comfort in a pillow of clouds. Mountains have become the beauty to my eyes. Here I will build, love, live! Here will sleep, eat and fry in the everlasting sun. I will start again with new things, new people and some old. Freedom will be the beat that sets the tone of my new life...
I am going to call this home.