MAN,
I feel low as Hell
but no one can tell
because i wear a smile well
and i laugh really hard
yeah, even off guard
but i'm really scared
and scarred
on the inside
but my pride
loves to hide
like a kid
that did
something wrong
but something small
yeah, like writing on the wall
but i'm calling myself
yeah, i have doubt
i must shout
and i hurt
because
being in a wheelchair
takes work
yeah oftentimes
my
feelings
get stuck
in the dirt
of the depression
but what is the lesson?
i'm human
i'm guessin'?
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