You'll See.... Poem by Angela McCrimmon

I know one day I'll make it and I know it won't be long,
I know one day you'll realise that you really got me wrong,
I'll hold my head up high for I know that you will see,
I am so much more than what this illness stole from me.

You thought you'd worked me out as you'd met my 'type' before,
You didn't try to hide that my excuses were a bore,
'Take responsibility'...believe me I stand by,
Every single action and every tear I cry.

You read my notes but this is now and that was then,
Another 'presentation' you think 'Here we go again'
You don't stop to realise that albeit this it true,
I long to get off this merry-go-round, I just need some help from you.

'Borderline Personality' it seems you all agree,
I admit that I do see many traits of it in me,
I beg you though to look a little further and beyond,
This is more than 'personality'...something else is wrong!

You think I'm in denial but I assure you I am not,
It feels like i'm the patient that the NHS forgot,
'Breakdown in communication' that old familiar line,
At what end was the breakdown because I know it wasn't mine!

For now I'll keep on fighting but I wish we were a team,
Then you wouldn't apprehend that all's not as it seems,
I know one day I'll make it for I will not give in,
You underestimate the courage and the strength I hold within