I Am
I am shy and caring
I wonder what its like not to cry
I see in the mirror a mother who still will try
no more do I want to die
I use to pretend with a smile
Under my feet is the cold tile
I want to forget everything for awhile
I will climb that next mile
I will worry no more
I am better now then before
Happiness for me is whay god has in store
Now instead of the old path I will take a new door
I have friends and family that care
I have a new life now with some flare
Now in the mirror a new women back at me will stare
Feb. 27,2009 BettieL.Avery
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