Back From Hell
Sometimes the world seem so big
to face it on my own
sometimes I feel afraid
sometimes I feel small
sometimes I don't know how to feel
sometimes I don't know where to go
sometimes I don't trust in me
sometimes all feels wrong.
Sometimes I wake up in the morning
and I forget who I am
or how I have done everything
without someone to look at
then I remember about hell
and how I went there and back
there I realize I'm now in heaven
just dreaming of my past.
Jessica
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