They struggle to know how I feel <br />Yet each question they ask only makes it more real <br /> <br />And they search for a way to get in <br />Hell the door isn’t locked, it just blocked from within <br /> <br />They remember the way that I was <br />Well big deal, so do I, but I don’t know the cause <br /> <br />So I hear it again and again <br />“Why can’t you be you back before this began” <br /> <br />Don’t they think that I would if I could <br />“Well I’m sorry I don’t act the way that I should” <br /> <br />So the stage is now set to go on <br />Everyone join together and point out what’s wrong <br /> <br />Cause together they’re sure they can win… <br />Helping me learn how to live once again <br /> <br />But the only thing I’ve learned instead <br />If ya gotta be sick…don’t be sick in the head <br /> <br />…Jeff Bresee<br /><br />Jeff Bresee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-i-ve-learned-2/
