A Naughty Disease

Bleeding from the outside in,
of crazy thoughts and sanities,
no way out,
for i am trapped in this body,
there is no help for this known disease.

Side affect,
unusual,
my symptoms,
my thoughts,
both untamed.

A disease so known,
all common in us,
a person says one thing,
then another convinced,
with no fuss.

The feeling is bad,
my actions are naughty,
its just one big step,
now I'm totally doughty.

Bleeding from the outside in,
from a helpless disease,
i don't think i want a way out now,
i can totally appease,
with this naughty disease.

--All Poems by Tia E
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