The End

Chained to the deed at hand Ashamed; afraid to stand I’ll fall if I try to crawl I’m small in a world so tall Stalled, without a thought to move No thing to prove. I wish I didn’t care About this stupid hand I’ve been sold blind But it’s not my souls kind Of deal. I’m too real You don’t feel Anything like I feel It’s time to Sign and Seal. Goodbye this time for real. Because I know I’ll never heal.