HELP
I always knew I was here for a reason
Maybe the reason was to be a cog
But I can’t get myself to a season
Where my life stays in this bog
I love too much
I feel too fiercely
I scare so such
I see so piercincinginly
I can’t give up
Though I’m ready to do so
Can’t make this up
Though I hate to fear, so
I need to make a move
I must make a change
I need to change my hooves
Although I’m scared to mange
It doesn’t matter
It doesn’t count
Feels like my life is over
Feels like such a small amount
I have SO much to give
I have SO much more to live
Yet health has been unkind to me
And it all feels like a grind to me
I had so much hope, so much talent
It’s trapped inside me now
Had so much mope, so little balane
I will finally take a bow, now.
All that I hope for
Is one audience member
Who knows that I meant more,
Who dares to remember
That my reality was the life that I lived for
I decided very late September
Years ago, who cares I love yore
And died fighting for in November
But I died, yes I know it’s a bore....
JUST please remember
The woman I was once known before.
Don’t forget me, don’t disremember
The woman of your folkolore this December.
For I was once like you, someone no one could remember.
It’s too bad that someone has to be gone
For them to be remembered,