When do I tell people?
What do I tell them?
That I have people
Inside me
To help out
To protect me
When do I tell people?
What do I tell them?
That days have shapes
And colors have shapes
And plushies talk
And cats do too
When do I tell people?
What do I tell them?
When small voices
Come out of me
Southern voices
Many voices indeed
When do I tell people?
What do I tell them?
That I see the world
Through filters
Of hurt so deep
Imagination can’t reach
When do I tell people?
What do I tell them?
Medications hold steady
A ship that rocks
And tosses thoughts
Twisting perceptions
When do I tell people?
What do I tell them?
That mental illness
Is not a death sentence
Nor is it contagious
Nor are we dumb
When do I tell people?
What do I tell them?
I am just like them
Living in the same world
Seeing from off center
What they see as well.
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Friday, November 19, 2010
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