Poetry In Emotion [Completed]

Different

He's run out of uses
He's succumbed to abuses
What should we do here
There's no way we can be there
To help out a friend in need
We need the ability of speed
Which we don't have
That is that
Sorry dear friend
We make amends
But we can't be by your side when you need us
So please don't make a fuss
You'll get better before you know
And if you want, we won't show
After you get better we will leave you alone
We won't even phone
Because we don't care about you
So you have to make due
With the people who care
And can actually be there
Sorry, not
Yes, I guess we will burn in a fire that's hot
Because of our sins
May we be put into bins
Bins full of garbage that were disposed of
And, of course, there won't be enough
Bins to hold us
We won't make a fuss
Yes, a bad dark poem this is
And I'm sorry to whomever ends up reading this
But I just felt like showing to the world that not everything is as good as it seems
Even some friends just don't know how to act in a ray of beams
Meaning, in the spotlight
people aren't as right
They can't tell right from wrong
Because they're not as strong
As some of us out there
Who actually can care
I am sick with a disease
Doesn't mean I'm a hive full of bees
Don't walk away from me
Because I'm not contagious, can't you see?
I want what my disease deserves
A little attention won't hurt
Yes, my disease isn't as bad as all others like me
But I still need what others have a little bit of a look see
Meaning, I want people to realize
That in my eyes
Crohn's is not as uncommon as it might've been before
Now, it's in this world so much more(unfortunately)
Yes, as I said before: my disease isn't as bad as some
But that doesn't mean I'm not one
One who suffers just like everyone else
I'm an individual with a disease can't you tell?
I don't need people looking at me strangely
Or treating me differently
I don't need to be asked a million times over if my disease is contagious. It isn't so please come on over and don't be afraid.
I'm still me just different.
I don't want people asking me what Crohn's meant
I need people to know I'm not different
I'm the same girl I was before
It's just me plus more
And also, I want people to stop treating me like I'm an ordinary girl
In an ordinary world
It's no longer ordinary and neither am I
I just can't believe why
I mean, yes, I don't have cancer, but that doesn't mean you should treat me
Like I'm ordinary
I'm not and you see,
People with Crohn's are in worse then me
But still, I'm still suffering
I'm still alone in this ring
I want people to join
So I could finally know I'm not alone
Please stop treating me
Differently