Isolation

I'll give you pain but I can't get too in depth

have a lot of things in my mind I'd like to keep to myself

Question, could you hold on to your stability

while fighting back emotions because of a disability

Where is this masculinity they speak of I cried too much

As a kid I was taught that

Son you gotta be tough so I put on a front

To show that I wasn't scared

But in life that would leave me unprepared

Now to move along to the scars on my arms and my chest

Port placements and IV sticks was all a young kid knew best

apart from surgeries

Where doctors marked my body like a murder scene

the pain from waking up

Had felt like it had been in third degree

But this was to fight was to fight infection

I understand all the necessary precautions

So things could go right as planned

all of this because a blood deficiency

had crept within my genes and put me in a spot

where I would have to receive

mass doses of medication for internal bleeds

inflammation in my joints from where arthritis would breed

that's why I walk with a limp, gotta control my speed

can't forget the cuts and bruises I had that would never leave

Time flies when you waiting on the solutions

sick of internal bleeding and all the external bruising

take time for isolation

I'll give you pain but I can't get too in depth

have a lot of things on my mind I'd like to keep to myself

Lifestyle has changed, and I've been doing better with health

Gotten ill with the bars, you try to bite you sickening yourself

you only grow when you can blossom

And I ain't talking cherries

from out of that pit we toss em

Saving them from despair and depression

Probably could teach you a lesson

been doing this for so long

I know the world has many blessings so stop stressing

Don't think you're on your own

Just go and find your home

I'll give you pain but I can't get too in depth

Have a lot of things on my mind I'd like to keep to myself

Take off the lenses and come see this pain

Remember lonely nights sitting within the ER

Thinking when will this change

Cause I didn't see it getting better, somewhat prophetic

Cause now I contemplate the fate of dealing with a prosthetic

Life is hectic and I can't respect it

Sometimes I sit and question myself

My lord, the energy I've absorbed

That's turned into a state of depression that I have swallowed

That's why when I am out my face might seem hollow

My tone might give sorrow, I might not be on your station

But you have to understand I've been confined to isolation