I have been fighting with my tail bone.
Fighting to just do simple things, sometimes I’m better than others.
But I know its a battle, that the enemy is trying all he can to stop me.
And I told the doctor and the chemist, I will not be stopped.
You see I do not care who hears, but I care that they know who to turn too.
Its not about my status, or ego, its about my dad.
So I will fight, I will fight till my fathers wins inside of me.
I will take on this mountain, and win.
For I know that when push comes to shove, I will use the pain to fight my way out. I am not one to just lie their and take it.
Oh no, I will get my victory….