A Long Hard Lonely Way

What have I to offer?

I have no skills to bring

Were I to beg or borrow love,

I could refuse it at no price!

My abilities suffer compared to others

I’m not able to sew or mend

My words are that of a school child

I’m not glib by any ken

My riding skills are paltry

My cooking skills are parse

I’m not good with children

My etiquette is farce

If my diction here is faulty

Forgive me if I stray

But my voice is somewhat Country

To the City, it will not stay

So when I leave your side

It’s not for lack of love

It’s simply fear for embarrassment

I’m not the best of company

Who would ever want me

When half the time I cannot speak

The rest remember my own name

Or trip over my own two feet

No one wants the sick girl

The books make it seem glamorous

But if it’s boring everyday crap

It’s just a lot of fuss

So every day I take my medicine

And every day is just the same

One day I’ll finally wake up

And there won’t be any more pain

So what is there to offer?

But a long hard lonely way

It’s mine alone to travel

I think I’ve surpassed my stay

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