Dancing Through The Rain
Many things made me who I am,
conflicting roads of life converging,
sunshine from darkness slowly emerging,
These trials made me who I am.
The hopeless void that once filled me,
the girl who feared reality,
caugh up in the tragedy,
The once hopeless girl is now free.
Through the hardships and scars I gained,
I discovered who I am,
I discovered where I stand,
I danced joyfully through the pouring rain.
Now my life is full of promise,
I am blessed beyond belief,
completely happy and without grief,
Now my future is full of promise.
I do not fall and stay down,
nothing gets in my path,
nothing gets in my path,
because I am someone who lives on.
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