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Leah Lawrence

October 2, 2012

Period 4

The Rest is Still Unwritten

What is my purpose?

Why am I here?

Why cant I seem to find my

happiness?

I used to be so full of joy

I used to be a ballerina

Run in the park when Autumn came and step on the rusty leaves

just to hear it burst

But then my life began to shake

And it eventually fell apart

As I tried to look at my reflection

All I saw were the broken pieces of my smiles and hearts

The faint echoes of my laughter and the roaring sound of my cry

But I stayed focused and driven

I kneeled down to the cross and began

to pick up all my shattered pieces

All by myself

All alone

I dont know how I got here but I will get through this

Get through it all

Find myself

Not what the universe knows me as but what I know myself as

Whether I can define myself is still a

Mystery to me

All I know is that I want to be happy.