One of my first poems.

I wrote this because I was upset that the voices were gone and i didnt feel normal at all. I was upset because they always asked if the voices were telling me to hurt myself. To me not all of them are a hindrance to me. I was also upset when i would hear them talk about other patients. I could only imagine what they said about me behind my back... ...well hear it goes....

Today is not a good day

You never know what they will say

Isolation, Appetite, Anti-Social, or just stay back.

Laugh or judge or pick for fun

Because of this one leaves with scorn.

I am different from when I came

Because of this you are to blame.

I was cozy with my kind of normal

You rattled my cage with a term - abnormal.

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