Lost friends and family scar me
Destroying walls and replacing them
Dwelling on the past is unhealthy
But so is picking up this ******* pen

So many lives are better
Because of my presence
The mistress I desire, I cannot get her
Fearful of the thought of my absence

My shoulders strain with the weight
Of the lives I vowed to care for
Happiness always seems to dissipate
When loved ones are left behind locked doors

My life needs to be my priority
My emotions in front of my needs
So no one tries to show me pity
And I'm not left to cry and plead

Appreciation and love is all I can give
I will hold you dear and not change
Our closeness in this old life I live
No matter the distance or vocal range