The medication is not me
But neither is the sickness it tre
You may hear its effects
In my voice
In my opinions

How do I
Catch your interest?
Once again
I know
You are bored with me

How do you describe
A man so dramatic?
You can recognize him
From afar with his hat
Always the gentleman

I don’t expect
Diabetes education
For the public
But chances are
You know one

Why can’t I choose to be
somewhere in the middle?
Surrounded by extremes
Measure everything
With a grain of salt

I’ve known
Deep inside
All along
My value
That I matter

Didn’t they know
that people cared?
That they were loved?
Why didn’t someone
tell them?

Long and slender
Her every movement
Deliberate and graceful
Composed as
She listens quietly

I feel like crap
Most days
I have a lot going my way
I am loved
I can smile

May sun is warm
An old friend
You have missed
June sun
Still smiles