WONDERING IF
In the morning when I rise
I pop my pills
And rub my eyes
Feeling as if I’m trudging steep hills
When I go to the bathroom I hobble
And to the kitchen I weave and wobble
Always in so much pain
Wondering what there is to gain
I wish I had some pep
Watching my every step
So I won’t stumble
I try so hard not to grumble
As I make my coffee
I wish it was flavored with toffee
I sit and drink it with my toast
And wish I’d never been diagnosed
As I pop some more pills
Wishing I still had some thrills
It’s the same old song and dance
I wish I’d had the chance
To go off somewhere
Life can be so unfair
Every day is the same
It really is a shame
Someone like me
Who had possibilities
I go through my days
Sometimes in a complete haze
Wondering what could have been
If I’d been born in someone else’s skin
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