Just Pretend

 

Some days my mind plays games with me,
It pretends we don’t have PD,
Thinks about all the things we can do,
Then, oops, limited to just a few.

Some things I can still do, who knew.
Some things I can’t do, know that too.
Oh so sad and true, makes me blue.

I look at what I see,
Am I picture of PD?
Can’t believe this is me.

Just want it to flee,
Just want to be me.
Person I used to be.

Lynn McHale 3/2/13 Copyright All Rights Reserved

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