Inside out

why not believe things can be changed.
Why not believe things can be rearranged.
Just accept that this might feel strange,
And at the end of your day you just might find your fame.
Life can't always stay the same...
Snap shots of your life frame by frame,
Some of your revival,
Some bluntly show pure survival.
How did your life capsize, this is no game
And the results provide no prize.
You looked past what was right in front of you,
Ultimately starting your demise.
Put your life back together, and one day you'll feel light as a feather....
And that when you can proudly stand up and introduce yourself..... Heather
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