ironic

there must be something better

than lay i a hospital bed and get preach 

by doctors and nurses , i am eight ... 

to young to teach 

about medication , to young to know 

about my condition , that i will be know

as the girl with hospital gown - forever 

for awhile it wore cool with the attention

but it was the wrong kind 

always having to be good never get to be bad 

never try a drink , get a hangover 

small things i miss out isnt it a bummer ?

always see the pity in people eyes 

sympathy and emphathy 

when all i wanted a friend 

havent had one since i wore ten

but life is quite funny because who would land in my dm 

my freaking idol 

there a few thing that inspire my new chapter . america . my condition , my teen years . and i love pop culture in general . and that dm - you know .