one more year.

I'm here now, ain't that something? And many say that's all that matters. If it were only that easy, just being present doesn't cut it anymore, and that's all I am: I'm here bringing nothing to the table, watching everyone struggle and I can't help, watching the green monster be the source of all these problem and the only one who can save us from it all. I wish I was in a position to call the shots, somehow have a way to say "look what I did for you" in concrete form. One more year passes and I'm still laying when I should be up and about. One more year where I wait for the day to come and be thankful for something I don't deserve. Can we skip over this month? Just this year?