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If you could see me now...

that frown would be a smile now

you wouldn't be up all night crying

slowly dying, dry heaving and pleading

for a new life

wishing why time had  passed you by

leaving you alone with nobody to hold tight.

If you could see me now...

you would see I made it out alive

I chose to fight to survive

I chose to do one thing right 

and become the one good thing to help me 

get through the night-

while page after page I'd write-

my truth, my youth, and all the depths 

that I swam through

washed away the layers of pain

and became the person I am today.

If you could see me noe...

after reading book after book

page after page

you'd see it takes

both yin and yang

to become whole again.