Scolilife

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45344
United States
39° 58' 10.3548" N, 83° 59' 44.1168" W

A blessed curse

"It could be worse."

Stupid things I've always heard.

Don't say a word.

I know my life isn't the worst tragedy there is

I scream that from the top of my terrace. 

Everyone says sorry,

they know how I feel.

I laugh at the thought, they don't know what it's like to really worry.

They don't know what it's like to have your insides reel.

Cursed so young with disability

I conquer each day with intense agility.

Sick and Twisted

in the most literal sense

Never visited 

by so-called friends.

I know what you're thinking

But I don't want your pity 

Yeah, my height is shrinking

Don't make me out to be a titty

Hell yeah, I'm mad

Why me? 

But it's not that bad

I'm not what happened to me.

I could be what I want

I could say what I want

I could quit everything 

and no one would say anything 

They'd have no right

Walk my walk

Fight my fight

Then tell me I'm wrong

This road's so long

But I can take it 

Twisted and bent and all distorted

All things unsorted.

Could You?

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