SEEING IT THROUGH

Somedays its like wading through mud

Instead of flying and floating we drown

Floundering and searching for higher ground

The skies seem dark and the air heavy

Nothing seems how it should be

People say you’re over sensitive

And maybe you are, it’s how you live

But thats what make you unique

It’s in your walk, your talk, your speak

I believe in natural healing over time

It hurts now but one day you’ll be fine

Just see it through

And all life’s gifts will come to you

WENDY 25/5/00