Spinning Carousel

I guess things are supposed to move forward.
But I'm always looking back.

Things will always get better.
If we didn't see what terrible was...
We wouldn't see the light at the end of the tunnel.
And see the best of everything.

I open my eyes to a new world.
I cry with a loss for the old one.

If tears were meant for drying...
And flowers meant I'm sorry or I love you.
What does a heart mean when it hurts?

I dress myself.

With words...
Clothes...
And a smile occasionally.

On rainy days you can find me below the tree...

Watching the tears fall from clouds.
Of lost loves...
Forgotten friends...

Things we lost...
Time...
Body...
Mind...

I've lost...
My weaknesses.

I've learned to stand on my own two feet.
To dance with confidence.
And prove I can move on...

From this carousel we spin on.

This ride we prove to enjoy.
The things we are willing to do and see.