I Am Not Going Back

I am not going back to that girl I used to be.

I loved her, she was great, but I chose this new her.

The her who takes a stand

That goes for what is hers

That sways her hips as if she has paid her dues to the world in full.

The torment is now silenced.

Now she is pure as snow.

She has nowhere to be but in the now.

She spends all her days lying low

It's as if it is for this she was licensed.