Written by Tara Clark
Looking back into the past,
Wondering how it went so fast.
Thinking on all the tears that fell,
Realizing I have lived through hell.
Marveling at how I’ve survived,
Thankful that I’m revived.
Knowing it all changed in an instant,
Wishing that it was somehow different.
The person I had become,
Made me walk to a different drum.
Some may say that I am broken,
But I see a different token.
I am happy to say I have escaped,
The terrible life that once was shaped.
And all of this was ok, you see,
For that was what created me.