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The Journey

I look at my life and wonder.
How did I get to this place.
I use to be so happy and so carefree.
That's just the person I use to be.


Now I'm this fragile person filled with anxiety.
What happened to all my hopes and dreams I use to have.
Now they are just memories.


i'm haunted by the image of the person I have become.
A sad girl who just needs answers of why I am so afraid.


I'm afraid to let loose.
Afraid to leave these walls.
Afraid to escape and no it's the only way to
set me free back to reality.


Back to a life full of happiness.
Back to that place where I'm happy to be me.


I know this path I have taken is rocky,
but I need to fine my way back.
So I can journey on, and know I can be strong.


Look fear in the face.
My past I cannot erase,
but have the will to live again.


The will to carry on.
The will to be happy.
The will to be me.
Written by amseats1988
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