"Like a Road Map" #newsong #recording #lorijeanfinnila #singersongwriter #podcast #alternativelifestyle

 I wanted people to know how I feel.

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Updated lyrics to the song:

"Like a Road Map"

Verse

My marks bother me

My arms on my elbows

Lost their muscle - all I see is bone

My eyes puff and have dark marks

One hangs where 

I was beat up I was thrown

Into the cupboard corner

Doctor sewed me up 

with his eyes looking down

Chorus

Please don’t mind me

From my brain injury

It’s really not that bad

Not compared to 

what’s on my body

like a road map

Verse

I have lumps 

That look like humps

On one inside of my leg

The other one has an indent

They’re all from abuse

My brain doesn’t function as well

From a crack on my skull

It wasn’t enough to look at

I only felt it with my hand mostly 

After I woke up with a cracked eye

On the same side

The pharmacist looked at me to blame

Shamefully shaking his head

Chorus

Verse

I tried to send faxes to the governor 

Of my black and blue arms

Now thinking as I write 

When I can separate 

the timing of the standstill 

In our world

Never heard anything back

But thought to put it out, the word anyway

Maybe I can change it for the rest

Chorus

I’m still here 

I can make change

As long as I can walk 

And talk

For someone else