Alive Not Dead

Alive Not Dead
26-03-12

My circumstances made me who I am,
They wrapped their tentacles around my mind.
And though they'd never think to lend a hand,
In some instances they can be quite kind.

My circumstances changed the way I live,
They feed into my every waking thought.
They take 'til I've got nothing left to give,
And then they leave me there angry and fraught.

My circumstances changed the way I see,
They portrayed life in a compelling way.
They opened up my eyes, un-blinkered me,
They work in black and white – no shades of grey.

Today because of them I bow my head;
Accept what I've become – alive not dead.