This is the path I walk but did
not choose.
I feel my pain in different shades
and hues.
Still seeking a new substance
to abuse.
My sanity, like paperwork, I
lose.
Feel judged by smug church people
in their pews,
who can’t see past their
narrow-minded views.
I’m over-sensitive. You touch – I bruise.
This is the path I walk but did
not choose.
Both sanity and paperwork, I
regularly lose.