No matter how much it hurts I do not hate,
You deny you will judge but you sit and wait.
Listening, watching .. When will we see it..
Will we see her throw a fit ?
The stigma is the worst, no way to escape, no where to run. It's no wonder so many reach for a gun.
You can try and fight the disease, fight the battle.. Give it all you got. But change people's mindset , you cannot.
Please don't say it's sad I feel the way I do or say this is what I choose..Cause if I could I would let you wear my shoes. Not forever maybe a day, maybe a week. How does it feel to be seen as a freak ?
This illness and I have become one in the same, she and I we have no shame.
Coming out and disclosing your illness some say can help, Yet it brings a sad stillness
The curiosity that runs thru you, the look in your eyes.. showing only the fear your trying to disguise.
It's as clear as a blue sky summers day for me to see.. My wish for u to see love and your fears be set free.
But it's the lack of trust that stings and hurts the most from those we love and are so close.
Still it doesn't get any easier with time, from childhood to adulthood .. The stigma goes on a Lifetime.