The Missing Part of Me

Most of my life

I always had someone

There for me

I always depended on someone

And I didn't know the real me

I looked in the mirror

And I wasn't pleased with myself

Who is this person?

Is this really me?

Is this the same person

I wanted myself to be?

I always wanted to fit in

With the crowd

But I was still myself

I wanted people to like me,

The real me.

One day

You left me and you were holding me back.

I was missing part of me

I realized my eyes had been closed

This whole time.

One day I opened my eyes

I was in the real world

I learned for my own

I realized how the world worked

I learned everything

The hard way

Experienced it for me

On that day, when you left

I found

The missing part of me.