You don’t have to see it to know that its real
Sometimes I think life gave me it’s raw deal
Why me I ask to no reply
The days I just sit here wanting to cry
A body that was once so fit
Broken and torn I now have to admit
I never knew anything could be so cruel
I’m waiting for the day it says April Fool
But sadly this illness is never a joke
It doesn’t care for all us folk
Some day’s it’s hard to see anything clear
We plod along in a very low gear
Putting on a mask to hide away
Wanting to join friends who are out to play
Though through this illness I’ve learnt a lot
To renew relationships I had once forgot