A small, quiet sadness found its way into my chest
I soon watched myself become even more depressed.
A companion to the sadness very soon came around
Anxiety covered my mouth and induced another breakdown.
A year of struggles, a year of tears, a year of recovery
It took so long, but here I stand through self discovery,
And happiness has found it's way to me once again.
I still cry sometimes when the world creates to much strain
But here I am, but here I am still alive, But here I am still trying.
I am happier now, and I am flying.