I have shed my old skin.
My marble interior is now my exterior.
I thought me a beast, I thought me a monster.
I am both, yes.
Both can be things to adore.
I am stronger than your bondage.
Brick by brick, my foundation is laid.
My face brushes against the sky now.
I once had to strain my neck to look up to you.
My knees will touch dirt no more.
I tower over the mountains and the trees.
You were once bright to me.
Your glow has faded.
Your love is tainted.
I am brighter than the Sun.
I am prettier than the Moon.
Now that I see you.
I pity you.
Now that I see you.
I am beyond you.
Quiet Emerald