Barely

You read the same book Twice in one day Constantly sewn up and glued With graying thread so the spine Won't show its age And yet your face is warm Like a torn out page Covered in sunspots and wrinkles And between them you read the lines (Don't wear away) You're not living You're just surviving Barely surviving The stare of the hawk You never miss a word Oh, when I ask you the meaning It's a jumble of feelings While you praise the work I don't know the story But I've seen the rhyme Enough to know to not underline That the bags under those eyes Carries the weight of the smile that lies inside You're not living Oh no, you're just surviving Oh, you're not living Barely surviving Barely Cause if I could I'd give you a new book to read Full of wonders and wisdom And whimsical whispers of magical missions All tied with a ribbon Your lips give a quiver and you don't reply Your eyes have a glisten that seems to have died Your feet have a rhythm that seems misaligned Your heart has an aching that's praying for life You're not living You're just surviving You're not living