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One Day..


 

I was waking up for the first time

Seeing what's real

A tidal wave of thoughts that were mine

Not knowing how to heal
 
Lost in my own world
 
Learning how to cope
 
Seeing the truth
 
But never seeing hope
 
Reaching out for answers 
 
That will never come 
 
Gasping for air 
 
Then slowly letting out some
 
It took me so long 
 
To see the world freely
 
I almost forgot how to love myself deeply
 
I won't lie, I was weak
 
There were days where I couldn't even speak
 
But I won't lie, I'm stronger now
 
I'm here and I'm getting better somehow
 
I am finding my way
 
I am always reaching for a better day 
 
I was waking up for the first time
 
When I realized 
 
I am free
 

 

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