Worry is the plague I was diagnosed with,
Overtly thinking, being my weakness,
Really going above and beyond with my imagination,
Ready with blaming myself for any wrong done,
Yearning for a positive while all I accepted was negative,
Now, I do not tread that path anymore,
Over analyzing incidents, a thing of past,
Most important of all, understanding my role in the world,
Old me would die for other’s word,
Rampaging inside my mind for their little comment,
Ever not, will I let my peace be dictated by others,
Yes, I have changed, some might say I got colder,
One thing is sure, they have successfully ended my past self,
Underestimating the phoenix rising from the ashes.