Life isn't so bad
One day I woke up in a life filled with dread
I weeped and I cried wanted to be dead
I forced myself to stand out of bed
opening the window to see a bright red
it was the sun shining so bright
bringing life to seeds planted in the ground
i realise how much life I've found
maybe there is hope for me now
a flicker of light that shines in my window
that gives me a sense of pride
PROUD TO BE ALIVE,
PROUD TO BE WITH MY FAMILY,
PROUD TO BE ME,
because that's the only person I want to be.
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