Not Dead Yet

I woke up screaming from dreaming about dying
I wouldn’t give up this battle without trying
You might be suprised to see my hidden talents
I can hold on real strong with no real sense of balance

I won’t let this get the best of me
This abuse is no excuse
I could never tell if you were laughing at me
Good manners are no substitute
I’m not dead yet

Please, please, please don’t tell me my future
The future looms ahead
Please don’t tell me my problems,
Enough’s already been said
I can tell the hidden message in a wrong way rub
Have I been condemned to a life without your love?