Getting Better

Doing what you need to

Isn't that easy...

I always forced through life on a broken path

Bitter and sweet,

Trudge through the open and down the hall

Keep going until your downfall.

As said to a teacher long ago

"When you break down

you get right back up"

Because in the end you do as you need

Though from further observance those do what they please

I always would be able to go

Run the full mile and then some

For me and the people I care about

But now, I can barely even make it out of my house

But now I wonder what's the point of it all

Why am I alive?

And the thoughts became like voices with many more.