Getting Back Up.

One day I'll patch up

My wings and fly.

Go up and away

To explore new skies.

One day my heart

Will speak my own name,

So I can smile

Day after day.

One Day my mind

will be loud and clear,

And sing out loud

For all to hear.


I write down my hopes and fears.

Praying they'll help me,

Get through these years.

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