It's Fixable

It's Fixable by Onica Douglas A lie at the core I was once told, When I was an infant,not so very old. An evil agenda the enemy had, Uncovering his secrets made him mad. But it's fixable. Emotional pain that gripped my soul, Derived from things spun out of control. Habits of old that had me bound, Answers to which i've now found. Yes! it's fixable. Viewing through the filter of my past, Seeing clearly since removing the mask. Emotional wellness is now my aim, Satan,no more playing your game. Yes! it's fixable. In the mirror i'm proud to see, An image of the woman i'm growing to be. My vision for me is to be set free, Healing from within that others can see. Yes! it's fixable.