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i miss myself
the way i use to take are of myself
and how i always made time for me
i miss the simple tings
that made me feel good
hair done nails done
dressed nice, i know i was looking good
but there came a point in my life
where i just stopped caring
i wouldnt even want to get out the bed
the daily routine went out he door
my appearance was reflecting how i felt inside
broken down
depressed
just wanting to throw my hands up
white flag flying high
then i thought to myself
this is not the way i want to live
this is not what i want people to thing of me
this is not what i think of myself
slowly but surely i started getting it together
one minute at a time
one day at a time
this has gotten me this far and i have so much further to go ...
