A little inside on me

I have been through pain, and misery.
I have been neglected, or called weak,
But that�s my past. This is now.
Cheyenne is now. She will be forever.
She calls me strong, I say I�m weak.
She can do anything, while I am limited.
I was doing something stupid,
And I decided to play football with a bad arm.
Now she�s worried, that I am hurt.
Baby, you listen to me. I will be fine.
I can take care of myself, but it�s you.
I am worried about you since you picked him up.
You shouldn�t have done that baby!
Now you need to get checked out.
Let me talk to lesthat in the morning, ok? I gotta tell you guys something.
**I love you Cheyenne!!**

** the reason behind this essay is to point out, I will always tough it out. Just call me tomorrow or when you get this, ok? I love you!