My head hurts, it has for a long time,
and I know the reason, I know the rhyme;
Gone away is the stability that kept pain at bay,
uncertainty about everything, here to stay;
Everytime things feel right it all goes to hell,
and I try so hard to stand after I fell;
My head is bleeding, as do my insides,
suffering from a disease that life hides;
I cannot think straight, I cannot see,
for I've lost all of my security.
-Chris "CMC" Lubinski
