Small Steps

by El   Nov 4, 2007


You can see my past
It lies upon my wrists
You can see the pain
And the tears in my eyes
You can tell it hasn't been an easy ride

But what can you see most?
Is it the sad smile in my eyes?
The way I cry myself to sleep every night?
Or is it the way I carry on going
With my head down, out of the way

I've been taking small steps
To over come the nightmare
That is my life
I learn to live
I learn to love
I learn that small steps
Get you there eventually

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