I wonder if neurologists visit this site and read our posts.
I wonder if politicians and lobbyists visit and review
I wonder if the pharmaceutical companies check to see what we think of all their drugs
I wonder if anyone hears us
or do we just speak among us?
Listen world, find us some relief
A cure would be great
But I fear it would be too late
For those of us here already
You see
We're sleepless at night
and tired all day
We move all the time
just not how we have in mind
My brain says step right
my legs twist and I stumble
and I get tired of being so humble
My brain says walk straight
Clean up that gait!
I'm frightened
Can it already be too late?
We move all the time
but it's not what we have in mind
We're sad and depressed
Then we're glad and obsessed
We call out to each other
Be strong! Move on!
But don't get me wrong
We move all the time
it just not the right kind
So to all those who are here
and to all those that hear
We're as patient as patients can be
We want you to know
that there's so much to fix
We move all the time
but it's really not fine