written and performed badly by me... you wanna see me fail?
words are
The mind games get me down
See the lines on my face deepen with every frown
With a battle of wills
Countering your sadistic thrills
Becomes damage limitation
collateral repair
Combatants in psychological warfare
Post traumatic stress
The balance is difficult to re-address
When suffering with chronic fatigue syndrome
There are moments I feel helpless and alone
When you pile on the pressure
Its hard for me to come up to the measure
When your aim is to see me fail
Its hard enough to hammer home that final nail
With both hands behind my back are tied
All I want is to run and hide
Wanna see me fail?
I work towards my short term goals
Get to Friday and dig a hole
And hide in it to lick my wounds
From the safety of this room
And square away my angst
These days of freedom I offer up thanks
Readying myself for the next attack
For on Monday morning I come back
wanna see me fail?
With both hands behind my back are tied
All I want is to run and hide
