I used to look into the mirror and cry.
I would look into my eyes and want to hide.
Pain numbed all of me.
I had died.

I escaped hell for another chance at life.
I was desparate to live again.
Life is only a breath.
I wanted to be who I had once been.

Slowly my smile began to form.
The numbness faded.
My energy dramatically increased.
I was no longer sedated.

Now I look into the mirror and smile.
I like who I see.
Life is so wonderful.
I love being me.