Poems

Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue,
I'm Schizophrenic,
And So Am I.

I have seen the night, and what it brings
I have heard the song that an angel sings
I have felt the touch of a warm, caring heart
I have known sorrow watching a loved one depart
I have sensed emotions that others so desperately hide
I have lost so much that my heart quietly cries
I have anger that builds ever so much
I have starved for years for another's touch
I have been called many things over the years
I have wanted only to be rid of my tears
I have so little left of what I am
I have emotions, but always ignore them

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