Dreams of breaking free,
I thought died long ago but I see still live in me.
Making my way through life on my own,
blissfully aware that I've now flown.

So far away from the tears and heartache,
but for these wings I did not forsake.
Any part of me that is precious or pure,
evil did not succeed in tempting or to lure.

My huge heart that loves without trying,
or the soul of me that is no longer dying.
I never surrendered any of these precious things,
for I already had these wings.

All that I needed was time to grow,
into a better person than I may ever know.
So I don't deem myself as worthless anymore,
looking in the mirror I see the one I adore.

Loving myself I realised is the key,
to commence in becoming a better me.
My gentle ways and sweet nature stay the same,
as like my heart of gold they'll always remain.

Beating for love and strong to the end,
knowing that my strength can never fail to mend.
This one back together should I ever fall apart,
as now I see so clearly that HEALED IS MY HEART!!!

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