I hate this town, it's so washed up
And all my friends don't give a fuck
They'll tell me that it's just bad luck
When will I find where I fit in
2,3,4!
Remember when I tried
I'd never strayed too far from you
Forever by your side
No matter what I was going through
But now I never know the things to say to you
That help me prove that I'm still on your side
I never show just what you do to me
Guess I'm what's always wrong
I hate this town, it's so washed up
And all my friends don't give a fuck
They'll tell me that it's just bad luck
When will I find where I fit in
I hate this town
Cause no one can understand,
I just can't be tied down
Nothing comes between me and my plans
So now I never know the things to say to you
That help me prove that I'm still on your side
I never show just what you do to me
Guess I'm what's always wrong
I hate this town, it's so washed up
And all my friends don't give a fuck
They'll tell me that it's just bad luck
When will I find where I fit in
And don't believe a word they're telling to you
Don't believe a word they're telling to you
They let me down
When will I find where I fit in
I hate this town
Won't let a world gone mad ever bring me down
Gave everything I had to turn it back around
Cause our time's worth something
Bigger than both you and me
I can't live my life always backing down
I gotta do this right so they can't make a sound
Cause I'm not here for nothing
Least I can say I stand for something
You and me we stand for something
I hate this town, it's so washed up
And all my friends don't give a fuck
They'll tell me that it's just bad luck
When will I find where I fit in
And don't believe a word they're telling to you
Don't believe a word they're telling to you
They let me down
When will I find where I fit in
I hate this town...
IF there's any song that speaks volumes to/about me right now, it would have to be this one. With recovery in mind, I just can't wait to get it over and done with. Seriously. The doctor/surgeon was surprised to see how fast I am recovering. 2 weeks after the operation and I am off the crutches. Usually, it'd take someone about a month. My friend who suffered the same injury as I did took about 5 weeks to finally get off crutches. But I guess that's because he's a pretty huge guy so that might probably be the case.
To top that op, I am also able to ride my bike again. Though it'll hurt to begin with, it'll eventually go numb and I'll only be in great discomfort once I have to put my right leg down again. My mom isn't stopping with the name calling but I guess I'll let her have her fun for now.
9 months to full recovery. I have yet to pass the first month. It's been only 2 weeks. A lot can happen in 9 months. Meanwhile, I'm going to religiously stick to my gym routine to get back the strength that was in my leg before.
I guess some people don't get it. I exist to prove the naysayers otherwise. Life has an added flavour like that.
Deprive someone to begin any sense of appreciation of things
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