I wish for a cure,
I hope for a cure,
I’m losing faith in a cure.
A cure for society.
“Yes.
I am SHOOTING UP.
“Insulin,” I say.
The stares say what they will not,
“Can’t you do that
IN PRIVATE?”
“Can’t you BREATHE
IN PRIVATE!?” I respond.
I’m losing…my…mind
Slowly
Through
Drops
Of blood and insulin mixed up in insanity.
Missing class
AGAIN?!
I had DIABETES
air quote AGAIN air quote
You are air quote feeling sick air quote
again.
See RE: above Missing Class
Lack of sensitivity is getting me down
and not just the insulin kind.
