I use to be healthy.
I used to be content.
I used to be crazy.
I used to be happy.
I use to be full of life.
I use to be beautiful.
I use to be a social.
I use to be the life of the party.
I used to be a singer.
I used to be the girl with dreams.
I used to be the girl with hopes.

Then a darkness came and day by day it takes a piece of you away.

I no longer feel happy.
I no longer feel safe.
I no longer feel content.
I no longer have dreams and hope.
I no longer think I am pretty.
I no long enjoy life.
I no longer sing and dance.
I no longer have a healthy body.

I struggle to regain self control, and see the light in the tunnel.
Sometime I feel hopeless and fear I am destine to live the rest of my life in sadness.

There is a glimmer of hope I know, the baby growing inside of me.
This is why I carry on, pull myself together each day and go and carry on.

I never realized how hard this would be, and how my body, mind and soul would struggle.
Fighting each day to stay a float.

But for you my little glimmer of hope I will carry on, I will take it day by day.
No matter how hard it might be for me, For you I know I must carry on!