Christopher's Crisis
Christopher’s Crisis
I feel like I’m
Underestimated
They say I can’t
Play college football
I feel society doesn’t see
My true greatness
I have been successful in everything I
Dedicated myself to
A lot of times I put on a filter that makes them
Interpret my incapability’s
A lot of days I act
Lazy at practice
But on game day I show my true passion
For the game
Without that filter society, family & friends can see
The true me
The man who’s always worried about
His mother’s health
And when I’m alone my mind goes
Out of control
My thoughts bounce from
Place to place
The people around me may
Think I’m carless
Because of my lack of my
Lack of interest
And the way that
I always slouch
An how I don’t break my back for the people I love
Like I used to
But I consider myself
The most caring
I always worry I just keep my
Thoughts to myself
Sometime I start to believe I
Care too much
Because if I break my back for everyone, who will carry my wheelchair
In the end
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