My body doesn't work how it's supposed to
(as if there's a way it's supposed to)
(as if there's anything I can do about it.)

Every morning and every night
I take my handful of vitamins
Mix my herbs with scalding hot water
Empty of myself, I fill with what I should be
(According to those who aren't me.)

I spent decades cultivating myself
I was loud
Educated
A good friend
Generous
Funny
Quick to laugh

And isn't it ******
So egregiously unfair
That there is no room in my garden for all that
And what I'm supposed to be
(as if there's a way I'm supposed to be).

All because my body doesn't work how it's supposed to
(as if there's a way that it's supposed to).