Am I too much for you to handle?
A wild, chaotic thing with thoughts,
Howling in pain, snapping when tired,
A lethargic thing that drifts around you like a ghost,
Is this why you can’t look at me the same?
I’m a reminder of a girl you used to know,
Before I got sick and I gave up,
Is that why you don’t love me the same as the others?