To whom it concerns
My life is quite complicated.
Too old to be an actress,
Too dumb to be a writer.
So how could I fight this?
To whom it concerns
I am what I am,
And all it has to be.
I am quite stupid,
So how could this be?
To whom it concerns,
I will just have to make myself,
Deal with my issues.
When I get much older,
With a cane in one hand,
I might fall on my ass,
And that's where I'll land.
To whom it concerns
I am what I am,
And all it has to be.
I am special needs,
I want to live independently,
So how should I fight this?
Too whom it concerns