Most days my head hurts too much
To have any ambition.
Most days my neck
Hurts just as bad.
Most days it would be easier
To get high than to deal.
Most days i fake it
Cause it hurts too much to smile.
Most days i'd rather crawl
Under a rock.
Most days this pen's
The only thing i have in my life.
Most days i'm scared to be alone
But know i should keep to myself.
But mainly most days i'm in so much pain
That when i go through intersections,
I'm hoping
Wishing so hard,
Someone will go through it, hit me,
And END this HEADACHE!