
I can only do so much a day
Then I know I must rest
I used to be a social butterfly
But now that’s all gone
I don’t have enough energy
Not to both work and socialise
I have to plan my time
Try to organise my life
Will I be well enough?
Will the pain stay at bay?
Will I have the energy?
Will I be of use to anyone at all?
Ifs and buts now control my life
I can’t make plans in advance
And I’m always letting people down
Making excuses instead of honesty
I’m busy, something’s come up
I rarely say I’m sorry I’m ill
Or I just have to rest today
Instead I lie through my teeth
Crying in my bed alone
Hating the person I have become
This lonely, isolated zombie
Who just wants a life