Fix It

I like me,

To a point,

I mean at least I don't flee,

I don't need a damn joint,

I am Diabetic,

It just so happens to be genetic,

Auto Immune disorder,

Something I can't get in order,

Helps me know what to do with myself,

Something I will take off the shelf,

And find A cure,

I will I'm sure,

I will fix it all,

Diabetes and all,

Find a home,

As amazing as Rome,

Except this will remain,

I can see it in my brain.

I will fix it.





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