This will be my recovery

Yes I have been pushed around by many but I am not ready to surrender

There really has been a lack of laughter

My emotions have been locked away in a mini disaster

Right now this has turned out to be not a simple picnic

Let me take a stand and put on my lipstick

Yes the days and nights are still painful

Let me walk, I can show you I can still be graceful

This is not a matter to be a negotiation

It is a matter of finding a new sensation

All types of change take a certain amount of commitment

It is time to be the one to change this negative statement

Even if it turns out to be little by little

Even to learn to draw and write it all starts out with a small scribble

Not willing to fall by the wayside and become another statistic

Not willing to loose myself and become artificial

With words spoken or written come with a different vibration

That can twist, and create a new situation

Things will end up to be okay

There won’t be a reason to hit reply

Let me show you that I can still have elegance

I will find the meaning for myself of relevance

This will be my recovery

To find a new discovery