And here my head was finally ready

To tackle building a life outside of home

And now, seems like my body has other

Plans which look very much out of my hands

Would you say my frustration is misplaced?

Perhaps an immature response?

I don't know how else to pose the question

But does it ever end having to fight so hard?

I'm running out of energy

Struggling to hold on to

Why I should keep minding

The reasons are dwindling so fast