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we live in hell ...
every day we tell ourselves ...
it's OK ... this world ain't so bad ...
I seen friends crippled ...
they can't live
like i CAN
I can live ... I can breathe and feel
I can take my camera

I can take pictures of the beauty in nature
Real nature ...
animals in the forest ..
flowers ....
but I'm a Man.

I'm real and I live and breathe ...
no poet ....
but a man ...
who sees more than anyone will ever know ...
a Man who fights with what other men have done to me
and survives
not perfectly ... but far from ...
I survive .... maybe barely ...
but I survive ...

I've loved ladies who know the same ...
I try to reach but I can't
they leave me ...
It's too far from them ... because I'm a Man
But I love them for all I'm worth
my heart and soul
I know they hurt from what they can't explain
what they're too confused to say
And they take from me ...
a part of my life ...
and it weakens me ...
but I go on and hope that they are stronger ...
that one of them will come back for ME ...
because I need to be saved.

I've done wrong
I'm impure
yet so pure of heart
I have NEVER used a lady
never ...
and never will ...

But I live in hope
In the shadows
On the backroads
Where I'm free to travel 
As I please
Hurting no one
Leaving no traces
Looking to the skies
And praying ... that some day God will give me
A lady
Who understands
Who is strong enough to reach
Who will love me
Forever.

I hope.
And wait.
And for this I continue to survive.