I'm Just Extra Special
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Does it ever feel like your life is crumbling?
Like problems keep tumbling
And you cannot stop struggling?
Have you ever been told just a little thing
That causes the anxiety inside to take over and win
And your whole self to begin to feel a sharp sting?
A sting of pain, a sting of sorrow,
A sting of relief you wish to borrow.
A sting that makes you realize
How fortunate you are to be alive.
The doctors gave the diagnosis.
Those before them failed to notice.
On the negative is all I focused.
My heart, they decided,
Had parts acting strangely although divided
The electricity was flowing but being misguided,
Misguided by an extra pathway making my heart speed,
A speed one’s heart beats are not expected to exceed.
They declared it too dangerous to do much, to proceed.
For two months I saw doctors and tried to stay strong,
Afraid to run or jump, to cause something to go wrong.
Comparatively, the five and a half hours didn’t seem too long
The procedure was not successful
Too dangerous to finish, but proved unhelpful.
Now I know I can live my life; I’m just extra special.