| Written: JULY 21, 2003 |
Have you ever needed a hand?
Someone to help you;
Even if it is just to get you
To help yourself.
When the most diligent
Hand loses its grip.
Where am I left?
Without a care, or without care?
I sit useless to myself,
Depressed into my indent in the couch.
Knowing I have to get up,
But far too lazy to do so.
Thus far it has been useless,
So I dwell on this down note.
Shall I leave and make positive ones?
I should and I shall, be my helping hand.
