I felt so in control, being the boss
After my crash, we both felt the loss
Now, I cannot retain any goss
My brain is mushy, mushy like mossMy anger + temper at times were flared
Every emotion there was, I had bared
Really, both of us were just scared
Carved up my life, this TBI teared.
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