As I would wake up every Sunday
I would look in the mirror
Hair messed up eyes red and crying
Legs and wrists bleeding
High from all the drugs I was needing
Who was I what was I
The main questions why
Why did I do those things
Y was I cruel and mean
I treated everyone like crap
I treated them like my trash
All cause of that secret stash
I wake up in the morning now I see a new person
A fresh new start
With scars that are healing
I am glad I did everything I did
I grew stronger, wiser and more understanding
Now I know why
Because of the pain I was in
Because of the pain you caused
I am glad I changed
Glad I’m a new person
I’m finally going well
Look at me I can even spell
I’m smiling again
I’m happy singing and fresh
I get up in the morning with a smile on my face
I am finally winning I am going to win this race

 
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