A little bit of happiness
A lot of worry too
Somehow I will always
Find a way to make it thru

Injured though I may be
With the suffering and the pain
Out there there is something
Left for me to gain

I'm an injured worker
My working days are gone
But I will find a reason
To keep on hanging on

Lost within the system
Forever it seems to me
Thrown away like nothing
Should never,ever, be

But I will make it thru this time
Never to be the same
Continuing to struggle
I will win this game

And when this is all over
The time will surely come
My strength will return to me
I will have truly won

I didn't fight this battle
All alone you see
All the injured workers
Fought along with me

Gathered into one big group
United we became
And we fought the good fight
With every thing to gain

So let this be a lesson
To all who come behind
When we stand together
Our futures will be fine


Mary Bailey