To My Illness Schizophrenia

By Angela Hart

My friend, schizophrenia. Walk alongside me.
You look tired.

My friend, schizophrenia. Run on ahead
And hide behind a bushI have work to do

My friend schizophrenia,
I cannot tend to your everyday needs
I have needs too, you know

Stay at home today
Today is special and I do not want you to spoil it

My friend schizophrenia. Put on this blue dress
Then no one will recognise you

I have fallen out with you. Why won't you go away?
Why do you keep hiding then jump out so unexpectedly?

You're killing me
Don't think I don't love you, I do
But it'd be better if I never saw you again

My friend schizophrenia
I'm sorry if I upset you
It's just my manner, I can't help it...
Forgive me, my friend

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