My life swirls like a massive storm all around
Happiness being the eye of the hurricane
Waves of depression crash down on my heart
Dysphoria strikes a fire in my soul
Destroying the stitches that keep me whole
But I realize, a Phoenix must burn to be reborn
A fire must ablaze for the new to grow
Weakness is eliminated, and strength is manufactured
Life mimicking like a puddle's reflection
A drop in the water, enough for a small alteration
And that small alteration makes life worth living
I wake up and thank the heavens, that small alteration wakes me up
And greets me with the gift of breath, and the warmth of the sun