Shell Of Hope Poem by Sierra Staten

I deny and resent the fact that I ever was that child.
Who I am now is no longer associated with who I was then.
I am a manufactured creation, built by my own hands,
No longer depending on people, as it should be.
Or so I'm told it should be.
I've grown now, into a stronger woman.
One you never would have known
Or even could have.
You held back all my potential for bigger things.
You knew all my secrets and reminded me daily how I lacked the very innocence a woman should have.
I strived to be better, but I couldn't have been.
Not with you around.
So I did away with you.
And when you departed you left behind an empty shell
Waiting for new life.
Waiting for me.