2 October 2013
It’s a full time struggle
pretending to stay normal,
When normal is constantly changing.
If this were bruises or cuts,
Or simply my brain going nuts,
My life would not need rearranging.
RA never gives me a choice,
Droppin’ in on my joints.
This disease is not going my way,
my moving parts scream decay.
It’s a full time struggle to be me.
Yea…. pretending to stay normal,
so no one can see.