everytime they say, "oh no.."
i feel as if i could cry.
what is wrong with me?
why am i not like the rest?
so many things are wrong with me,
so many diseases and disorders.
sometimes i hate living.
why can't i be the best?
they thought my mom abused me,
now they think i abuse myself.
i just want it all to stop.
why can't i pass this test?
they tell me i'm bipolar,
but i don't know what that is.
i'm struggling just to live day to day.
why am i hell's guest?
i have add and bad,
dr's tell me i have no attention span.
all i want is to learn like the others.
why is my body being a mess?
my body doesn't function right,
it rejects itself.
cells kill off each other right and left.
why can't more be less?
a simple pain in my heart,
becomes some aweful disease.
am i the only one scared here?
why can't this just be surpressed?
my diseases and disorders,
they have taken over my life.
this pity-party is long over due.
why can't i be like the rest?