I'm tired of being a drama queen
I'd like to turn in my tiara
I abscond my rule to another

I'm looking for a smart dress
Something that screams power
Says this woman is in control

I'm cleaning out my philosophical closet
Old patterns don't suit me anymore
I've outgrown so many ideas, dreams, and opinions

Like an old prom dress I will trade them in
At a metaphorical consignment shop
For new goals and shoes that actually fit

Indiscreet Episode

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shoes-that-actually-fit/