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10/04 - I sit
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October 2004 10-18-04
3:38 am
I sit and I wonder.
Just what I was suppsoed to be.
Just what I would be.
If it wasn't for this or that.
If it wasn't for society.
I wonder if I will wake up tomorrow.
Maybe have a great day with little pain.
Maybe I won't wake up at all.
Maybe no one will care.
Why should I find out for sure.
That I am going to die.
I already know it.
I can feel it.
My body is done with this struggle.
My mind is tired of the fight.
It's hard when your body is gone.
And you find out your mind is going too.
Or maybe it was the other way around.
What am I going to do.
When I can't walk and I am blind.
When I can't sit up because my head hurts so bad.
When I can't play with my little man because I can't handle
the noise.
Why do I continue to try when I know this is my future?
