There's this one place I stay for reasons of ease.
Yes, there's another home where I just chill.
Both places provide me pieces of peace.
And, well, neither can be called ideal.
When your freedom is taken,
All appears forsaken
Everything changes from day-to-day.
Your mind and body shaking in an immovable clay.
King-sized wallops knock me back
And I try my best to re-find the track.
A fall leaves me falling.
I do get up, maybe even crawl away
But, the damage done leaves me bawling
Ruining even the best of days.
All I have is help, but its the one thing I don't like to take.
Tomorrow, of course, will come and maybe give me a little break
"Again"
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