Fourteen years I have walked with you by my side
That's far too long, go away, I've had enough, I cried!
Those around me who say you have coped very well
Should try living in this Parky hell.
I try to look on the bright side and get through each day as best I can
But it has become a mighty struggle, "Man oh man**!!
I dread to think what lies ahead
Not only are my limbs weak and heavy as lead
I can't remember the simplest things
The word sits there just out of sight
But can I remember it try as I might.
My medication is not as effective as It was in the past
For no particular reason it doesn't seem to last.
Is it what I eat or what I've done
Perhaps I should have dressed at 4 am and gone for a run?
So I'll go and see my consultant but I know what she will say
So I'll have "Trial and error" tattooed on my head
Three words I must remember when she says try these instead.