She is the New and the Old By Carol Sevy I am not the same Outside I am different Inside I am different I am the same   My hair is obviously not the same Everyone can see that, It is more, I am more More of change than the outward appearances   My heart that has changed, Physically my heart isn’t as strong, It has been overworked But in some ways, it is stronger   I look at these hands, This body Whose is this new woman? She has changed and so much is different.   My eyebrows and eyelashes  are new I am new I am no longer that  girl I am something new   I am still me   At times I just hug myself and pull the covers over my head. This new me is scared This new me is fearless and frail. This new me has greatness,   I am afraid of her sometimes Because this new me is new She is different She will never be the same   I will push forward This new me is better She is better than the old Because she is the new and the old.