My Story

Look here in my mind - there is a story to tell It wont make much sense - but I’ll try to explain well There’s a past that is hidden - far far below Void of any thoughts or feelings - and no light does it show It starts out quite dreary - in the first several years When I tried to remember - there came only tears Little bits and pieces - of memories all plain Just seconds of time playing - each one scattered with pain They might not be real - a mere picture in your mind But why does it keep playing - too many times. They don’t have much meaning - but come with much shame Which doesn’t make sense - at this point in the game I was too young to know - whats right or whats wrong So why am I plagued - with this debilitating song It hurts just a little - it hurts all the time I have to pretend - i knew all my lines My story is crazy - so many others are not I wish I knew what was what - and why I got dealt what I got For years I felt guilty - like it was my fault all this shame But come to find out - to others, twas just a stupid game. So the joke is on me - how funny is that? When I was growing up - I should’ve been such a brat They played me so foolish - is how I feel now But they are the foolish ones - because I made it somehow With all the misfortune - and abandon and lack And no hint of normal - no one had my back I missed out on middle age - due to numbing and a daze Only to come to my senses - with years added to my age Here I am in my fifties - I now realize quite a bit It cost a lifetime oh well - I know now this is it. I know who I am now - I know what they did I know what those pictures are - and I know what they hid I don’t have to see - all those memories now I’ve dealt with them my own way - the ones I need to anyhow. My story is told - a portion anyway If you want to know more - come see me some day 2016