When I say I am strange,
They nod their heads wisely.
When I say I am not normal,
They concur in an agreeable pomposity.
When I say I am ill,
They laugh and tell me it’s all in my head.
Yes.
Yes. It is!
It is all in my head
and they won’t listen to me!
Which is why I get no help for the illness
that hurts me the most.
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