By Sofia Lyle
And to say
"I love you"
won't hurt my head,
but it'll sting my
heart because who
else kicks around
my emotions like
they are nothing but
the wind?
Who else slaps my
wrist, knees, face
calling me "Pervert.
Fucking asshole." but
claims to know nothing
but the best for me?
Who else says "Spasms?
I don't notice 'em. They're
'learned behavior'. I
don't want her near
people like YOU, who have
a disability. She might
learn something", looking
into my neurologists' green
eyes as she nods along, and
simply recommends a EEG and a
psychological test to see if
I'm 'all right'?
You.
Only the sickest person,
you,
can do that.