My chronic disease. Written by Anna Baxter

Poke, Poke, Poke my chronic disease
Shot, shot, shot, that’s all I see
Work, work, work, my fingers bleed
Cry, cry, cry will someone see?
Cure, cure, cure, is it today?
Tomorrow, tomorrows maybe someday

I fight fight for my life
Everyday and every night
From high to low my roller coaster goes
You might just see my disease but inside there is more to see
Poke, Poke, Poke my chronic disease
Yes it’s true I have type 1 diabetes
-Anna Baxter
Had to change some words to be able to post on here…

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Keep up the good fight, Anna! :raised_hands:

Don’t let sleeping beasts lie, Anna. Keep poking the monster to let it know you are in charge.
Best wishes :stuck_out_tongue_winking_eye: