Illness

My illness is weird
But thats nothing new
For its been awhile
Sense my life wasnt askew

Its all in my head
But thats not just it
Its difficult to move
And hard to admit

Its never just a day
Always at least a week
Occasionally hurts to move
Sometimes to speack

But i need to say
Why i wasnt at school
And i cant drop out
For fear of ridicule

It always comes down
To why i wasnt there
Yet they never do
Seem to care

I have actually tried
Seeing a therapist
But i can never talk
So its blamed on arrogance

I cant stand in a room
If its too loud
And i dont like
If theres too much of a crowd

My mind plays tricks
And my body goes numb
I end up on the floor
With a sore bum

The tricks are caused
By little sleep
And expectations
That are too steep

I have what youd call
A mild case of insomina
Which brought me
My friend Claudia

She was at the chemic
When i got a prescription
She cooks when shes tired
So we talk in my kitchen

I may also have
Major Depression
But please dont get
The wrong impression

Im fun at times
And always here to listen
Im good at drawing
And want to be a musician

I would go on
But its all covered
I'll let you know
When ive recovered

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