By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road
What if one day I wasn’t there for you? And you were left needing me If I wasn’t there When you woke up
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
Apathy and incompetence In healthcare A fax they didn’t send Prescriptions delayed Labs to do again
If I was in a beauty pageant My talent would be 'Lefty who writes upside-down’ Beside the contestant Who burps her ABC’s
It’s not that I’m sad Though I am It’s not that I’m discouraged Though I am It soaks deeper
How do you describe A man so dramatic? You can recognize him From afar with his hat Always the gentleman
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
A joke Lost in Translation You will Never
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
Hospitality To love a stranger It need not be much For one who has little Will appreciate it
I’m watching a woman in a bikini In great shape with a swollen bell… Play with her puppy named Gatsby A Hispanic family comes The little girl dips her feet in
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
