Lift Me Up

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i remember how i thought it would be a hell

when i got sent to retirement and fell 

out out my wheelchair when i saw him 

i was omg   you look just like a poem

how you lift me , grab my neck 

and help me back - adjust 

i remember how awkward i felt in the beginning 

but i dont chat with people , i write meanings 

and i recall how i wanted to go home 

because i was afraid of somebody at home

how you came with the telephone 

when my mother call and brought up food 

because ï kinda dont like eating due to meeds

you help me take them and it made it easier swallow 

i recall that i countdown to go home but somewhere i forgot 

and this became my second home , everyone 

that  cranky lady that always had loud noise 

her friends that she talk with 

I guess i find stories in them 

like i did with you