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?