Mixed Blessings

My leg's achin' ,
My hand's shakin'.
And inside,
My heart's breakin'.

Standin' before,
The reflection of me.
I dunno why,
There's nothin' I see.

There're so many things around,
Things I should do.
I don't,
Becuase I don't want to.

When it hits my consciousness,
How immense my possibilites are.
That I can touch the sky,
And catch a shootin' start.

Instead of feelin' happy,
I feel much worse.
Every blessin' I ignore,
Turns into a overhelmin' curse.