A small, quiet sadness found its way into my chest

I soon watched myself become even more depressed.

A companion to the sadness very soon came around

Anxiety covered my mouth and induced another breakdown.

A year of struggles, a year of tears, a year of recovery

It took so long, but here I stand through self discovery,

And happiness has found it's way to me once again.

I still cry sometimes when the world creates to much strain

But here I am, but here I am still alive, But here I am still trying.

I am happier now, and I am flying.