Lyrics

In the quiet of the living room, I sit alone,
With thoughts like shadows, heavy as stone.
A world full of laughter, yet I feel so far,
Wishing for a light, just a flicker, a star.

Life’s a puzzle with pieces that don’t fit,
A heart full of pain, will I ever commit?
To remain in this struggle, this battle within,
Will I find my way out, or is this where I begin?

I write my poems, each word a release,
Hoping for solace, a moment of peace.
But whispers surround me, they echo my fears,
“Why can’t you just try? Why the tension, the tears?”

They see me as heavy, a burden to bear,
Yet they don’t understand the weight that I wear.
Cerebral palsy, a part of my soul,
It shapes my existence, but it won’t take my whole.

“Relax,” they say, as if I could choose,
To shed all my struggles, to lighten my blues.
But in every movement, every breath that I take,
There’s a fight for my freedom, a dream I must make.

Will I ever remain, remain sane in this fight?
With words as my armor, I’ll stand in the light.
For though pain may linger and shadows may fall,
I’ll rise through the darkness, I’ll answer my call.---