Who I Want To Be
The world spins and keeps spinning
It is as if I am trapped within a dream
Or nightmare?
No guide ahead to follow
I began this way on my own
Independence
It shall come when I reach the end,
The end of the treatment,
The medicine,
The group therapy,
I shall better myself
Becoming who I want to be.
Copyright © Melissa Ross | Year Posted 2008
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