What if one day I wasn’t there for you? And you were left needing me If I wasn’t there When you woke up

Is there anyone worse than a denti… A dental surgeon I think as I sit alone Battling my nerves As I listen to the patient next d…

Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect

Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up

The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can

Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best

By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road

Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work

Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses

Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely

I can feel it coming Decisions I can’t make Brain starts to freeze Fingers won’t work Sick of this disease

Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall