I have always been lame.

my hair dose not shine and is alway untamed.

I dance out of time.

I have a crooked and twisted spine.

my health is failing.

I have mold growing on my neck the infection is sailing.

my left arms had to be amputated when I was six.

during my teen years I got by with a drug fix.

my life has been friendless.

no one has ever showed me any interest.

except for Mrs. Harp who was my English teacher long ago.

although we have not stayed in touch it is  known.

I am alive today because of the love you have shown.

you taught me that being healthy and pretty is not all their is to life.

so therefore I push through the days instead of my heart with a knife.