Trapped

Trapped within one's mind
The truth I pray they`ll find
Of why I feel this way
Growing weaker with each day

They`ve looked here and there
And their opinions they share
Can`t find what`s wrong with me
So, they blame anxiety

I`ve asked God to show them where
So they`ll no longer stare
With their doubting eyes
Their Hmmm's and their sighs

My life is standing still
And can`t go on until
The truth I pray they find
Trapped within one`s mind

(c) 03-24-2001 Debra M Martin All rights reserved

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At that point of my illness, I could not walk more than a couple feet without the need to rest or lean on something. I tried so hard to return to work and I just could not keep myself in an upright position.