My Body's Story
My body has a story
That it would like to tell you
So take this time to listen
And find out what it's gone through
No broken bones
No birth defects
There's nothing wrong with me
But looking down
I see the scars
From haunting memories
From broken glass
To brown-tree snakes
To knives across my eye
The battle scars
From a former life
That I'm glad I've left behind
The iron-burned leg
The once stabbed eye
The scars you cannot see
But these aren't bad
They're parts of life
Called, "Sibling Rivalry"
The gravel burn
From skating late
Downtown, one Wednesday night
And from behind
A 2x4
Got me into a fight
But they fucked up
I saw my blood
Now their blood must be shed
Those drunken fools
Didn't stand a chance
'Cause it was me and Ted.
This next one's good
You get to see
The moron trapped within
'Cause it's about
How I came to be
With this knee-brace I am in
I just broke up
With my, now, ex
Just the other day
As she walked in
My only thought
Was, 'Drink the pain away'
So I had a few
Like, three or four
Okay, make that seventy
But the only thing
That I forgot
Was that my name was not Bruce Lee
As I jumped up
Onto the table
My foot began to slide
My leg collapsed
With the sharpest pain
I swear, I wished I died
So now I'm here
With "robo-leg"
And a torn ACL
If it could speek
My body would say
That I've dragged it through Hell
So that's my bodies story
It hopes that you'll come back
I'm off to smoke a cigarette
Untill my lungs are black
~C. Kuper