I arrived empty handed near my old stomping grounds
where I learned to hate myself due to disapproving frowns
It’s where I learned that to survive is to run freedom unbound
Yet here I am a-haunting my past which I’ve long since outgrown.
I have been with rings on my fingers and bells on my toes
I have been ground into dirt and from the grave rose
I’ve stepped through the portal, forsaking the spirit world
For now, I must reinvent this stronger, stranger home-town girl.