I attempt to get up and walk but my limbs are in stasis
I command this body lying on the ground to do my bidding, its no good
Eventually I tire myself and get frustrated so I choose to forget how to move
I'm happy now but only for a brief moment

My delusion of being contempt fades, I feel defeated
I observe others and how they move without any struggle
I envy them
No I hate them

After countless days had passed I had given up not only hope but emotions overall
I admit defeat and go numb
No more struggles
No more despair
No more hope

One day a man walks up to me, grabs my wrist, and heaves me up
I dangle from this mans grasp, I'm amazed
My feet slowly touch the ground
My arms stretch out and I remember how to move

This unbearable weight has been removed, I am in awe
This unconceivable frustration is no longer present
I am indebted to this man however without saying a word he disappears

Time passes I forget what it was like to be immobilized
My memory of the man who picked me up fades
And one day I choose to lay down and forget how to move again