THE BEST CON MAN

man, cerebral palsy is like a sin
yeah because i constantly have to pretend
that everything is fine
when it fact inside i'm losing my mind
or walking blind
in a circle
surrounded by hurdles
and then some
yeah i wanna run
but i don't really know how it done
yeah it looks fun
especially in the sun
but in the dark..
it does like hard
yeah especially with no light
yeah i wanna fight
but i don't know where to hit
so Sh**t i lie
and try...
to get by
the best way i can

THE REAL REMEDY?

cerebral palsy is my cross
yeah i'm lost and found at the same time
yeah my frame is ashamed and is playing its best game
at the same time
yeah i'm walking blind
and in plain sight
yeah with all my might
i rise and fall
Christ-like
yeah i die
i live
i hope, cope, and give off
positive and negative energy
But what is the real remedy?

DOUBLE ENTENDRE

cerebral palsy makes me ballsy
and a burden
yeah it leaves me hurting
and strong
yeah for long periods of time
i can see both sunshine
and rain
yeah both joy and pain
and mane that's a shame
to be treated like a game
and a serious job
yeah like eating corn on the cob
yeah i look like a good looking slob
and i feel like one too
but i can't show that in clear view
and that makes me boohoo
in more ways than one

HOT COCO

i wanna sit on my patio
and drink some hot coco
with some marshmallows
on top
and i won't stop
until my will is warm
and able to perform
in a storm of Sundays
and Mondays
and so-on
but i must go on
with grace
so as i taste
this drink
i will stop think
about my blessings
and the lessons
i have learned
so far
and hope that i don't get burn
and it leaves a scar

HOT COFFEE COMING THROUGH

man, i really don't like the taste of coffee
but i love the smell
yeah because it's like heaven and hell
mixed together
yeah like the world's crazy weather
full of charm and warm
or the steam can sometimes cause harm
and dreams of cream
or rainbows i suppose
but only God really knows
what really flows
in those coffee-beans

ICE WATER

all i see books when i look around
and all i see is grass when i look out glass of window
and so my soul is cold
and cubed
yeah my mood can be rude and crude
because i don't feel real love
yeah because i'm inside all of the time
yeah losing my mind
looking through blinds
of kind people
and church steeples
yeah that's deep
but i can't sleep
or creep
and so...
i hurt
like i have really been putting in some work
yeah i'm sore
but i don't want
anymore...
war of the world for me
yeah t God's daughter needs some hot tea for this...
ice water

HARD LIQUOR

man, hard liquor may go down quicker
or it may make us sicker than before
yeah have us at war
or our bodies really sore at the core
yeah because we choice to ignore
the real issue
yeah some times we all need a tissue
not a bottle or a glass
yeah, we all just need to pass the box around
like some sad clown
and just let go
of the hard emotionally flow
that lies inside and tries to hide
the hurt and dirt
that makes us feel like jerks in skirts
yeah rather you are girls or a boys
yeah this world....
loves to treat us like toys
or beat us until we make no noise
yeah until we break or make so many mistakes
that we can't take anymore
and then run to the nearest bar door
because we are feeling down
so we order round after round of brown
and then God frowns....