~At least I have a valid excuse

Guess this answers the question, "What's wrong with you?", once and for all. As for what the hell is wrong with those who have taken advantage of me, I don't know. I guess that's for them to figure out. My legs still work. For now, I can still walk. I'm lucky.

I'm easy to manipulate, but I do have some brain left. At the end of the day, I have a lot of shit, but I have that shit together better than most with a lot less. I can still walk... I can still put my foot down.