That New New

I’m glad to hear you have an opinion
But don’t mistake me for your minion
It’s a shame the new me doesn’t suit you
And that you miss the girl you were used to
Well the old me is dead and gone
And you can keep repeating that like the chorus of a song
The old me is dead and gone
The old me is dead and gone

I may appear the same but inside is where I changed
Spent most of my life playing a childish game
Made many mistakes with only myself to blame
I was a transformer
Could morph into whatever the world would prefer
I played my part well like a hefty paid actor
Just did what I had to do to make the roster

It wasn’t until I looked in the mirror
And saw myself a little more clearer
That I called out to God “Draw me nearer”
"Wrap your arms around me Lord, draw me nearer."
He helped me back on my feet
He gave me something solid to walk on, concrete
He gave me joy so my life could be upbeat
He gave me strength so I could beat the heat.

So take a look at me now
Do I blend in or stand out in the crowd?
Is my voice unheard or does it echo loud?
Do I make God ashamed or do I make him proud?
I stand out.
I stand up.
I stand fulfilled.

The new me is alive and well.