I'm changing.
Slowly.
Quietly.
In ways nobody else notices.
I smile more now.
I sleep a little better.
I don't check my phone
the way I used to.
But some things
still stay with me.
I still get scared
when someone takes too long to reply.
I still wonder
if people mean it
when they say they care.
Because even though
I'm becoming someone new,
the old pain
still lives in me.
The new me
still has old scars.