The curse
What is wrong with me ?
I asked.
Why foes it hurt, why can't I fit ?
I asked.
They smile gently at me
They told me it was ok
Take some vitamin and go see the sun ;
Make some friends and wait to grow up.
And I did and I waited
But the questions remained
What is wrong with me ?
It's getting worse
What is wrong with me ?
I can't keep this up.
They smiled again, they were nice
They did some tests but everything was fine
So they said : "take these meds
It's in your head, and we can fix it."
What is wrong with me ?
It worked for a few months
What is wrong with me ?
I'm still overwhelmed, I'm still sick
They may seem concerned now
But is it still time ?
10 years of fighting and no result
It's not mental, it's not physical
I know what's wrong with me
And it's not sadness
I know what's wrong with me
And it's not sickness
I know what's wrong with us
It's just life
Life is the curse
We have to live with.
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