So I am... (Poem)

This is a poem I wrote in August of 2023. I thought I'd share it here as it covers important mental health topics. Enjoy x

So i am....

My reputation precedes me.

Those I've never met think that they have met me.

You know me as the crazy one.

Not because of my diagnosis.

Because someone of someone told you I am.

So I am crazy.

But not in the way they say I am.

With my ever-increasing dictionary of words spoken in doctors offices.

And conditions that change daily.

Healing that seems just out of reach.

And fear that without healing, I'm proving.

you right.

I leave you all behind.

Focus on getting better.

I feel better.

But then I don't.

Maybe I am crazy?

Is being unwell the only part of me worth

your words?

So I am resilient.

But they won't speak of that.

I can heal, but then I'm a liar.

People who I've never met care so much when they catch a liar.

Now I'm Crazy and Lying.

Lying is an interesting thing.

Said to be the lowest thing a person can do.

But I do lie.

When they ask if I'm okay.

Or if I've eaten much today.

Hell, I lie all the time.

But not in the way they think I do.

Reputation is an odd thing.

People are always right, but not in the way they think.

Yes I'm crazy and yes I'm a liar.

But not in your definition.

So I am broken.

In a million pieces.

But will they talk about how broken glass

glistens in the light?

Probably not.

Jen xx