So many people think
Mental illness
Like a deadly virus.
Why do we ignore the
Wicked things
In ourselves?
For what?
To say we're fine?
It's all good,
I've got this money,
This house,
This job...
But we're all each other's got.
It's time to step up
And except the ugly,
The unkind,
The abnormal
In all of us.
Or nothing matters.
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My Poems
PoetryThese are some of my poems that I have written and finally decided to put up and ones that I have recently written and put up. They are personal, so think what you like, but don't judge me, you don't know my story. My emotions and me are in these po...
