I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand

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

I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized

The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I

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

Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés

Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers

Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never

Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?

My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done

I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide