I’ll
Be Fine
Don’t ask me to change; there is no dream,
No future, no reality, except for the reality of
finality.
Don’t ask me to change, because I can’t.
It would be easier for you to grow a third leg, than
for me to overcome my realit...
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ctrygirl
Saturday, July 05, 2008 at 09:03 AM
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a wonderfully delicate explainantion of how we all feel out there alone sometimes and how bp can really affect ones DAILY life, some don't get that and i abhor those who state "get over it " or "you need to pray more" and etc...and the stimatism that goes along with this disorder is ridiculous...however, you put it so perfectly in so few words...thanks for the enjoyable poem....it really revealed a LOT in few words, keep posting!
ctrygirl