The REAL Thing I Can't Live Without
What I can’t live without?
What kind of question is that?
Because at the drop of a hat
I will say “my brain” without a doubt
Why can’t I live without my brain?
It is my body’s helper
It keeps my actions together
Although I am prone to migraines
I won’t say my mom
Although her I do need
Because one day she will concede
And go where it is calm
I will still live without her
I’ll be able to breathe
I’ll be sad underneath
And wish she will stir
But I will be alive
I’ll learn to adapt
And as a matter of fact
Without my brain I cannot drive
With no brain, I wouldn’t be
There will be no scholarships to earn
How will I learn
The knowledge I wish to see?
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