I don't know what to write, I'm loosing my sight Senses and Struggling to get my words right My childhood passed in fights, and flying kites Though heights gave me a fright, I kept it tight I tried to overcome my fears, invited a misery & said Cheers! These obstacles can't bend me now "Not Until My Backbone" is straight (NUMB) It's hard for me to stay around frnds cuz of the vacuum I create I'm like that and I can't change myself But I'd be there for my frnds when they need my help I was shy then and I'm dry now I left gushing tears I nomore cry now My heart cries though when I recall old times I speak no poems These are just cold rhymes