Some years ago I was constantly wearing Rose-tinted shades
I started hurting myself with words that cut deep like blades
At the same time as receiving poor grades
I was unaware and oblivious to what was going on

I used to treat life as though it was a movie and enjoy whilst eating popcorn
This was before the mental trauma and pain
The pain that locked me up in a tight chain
Giving me thoughts about whether I was sane
That misery was originally keeping me astray
The strain and torment created a perfect pathway
Impacting on the strong woman I have become today