Can you see past the labels?
I can see past all your labels,
I can see we are all equals.
I can see the upset it causes,
I can see you have no flaws.
The public see a strange person,
The public see my label worsen.
The public see me at the psych,
The public don’t see what it’s like.
My mates see me as a bubbly friend,
My mates see me playing pretend.
My mates see me as a chum,
My mates don’t see me when I’m glum.
My Family see me when I’m down,
My family see me when I frown.
My family see the frustrating illness inside,
My family didn’t see when I cried.
You see yourself as quite a mess,
You see yourself as full of distress.
You see yourself and you have never forgiven,
You don’t see yourself hide behind the label given.
I wrote this poem as I have just realised that when I first got given a label, I hid behind it ie I cant do that because I have … I think I have just recently accepted it and am proud of my label now so ask yourself Can you see past your own labels? and realise you are a normal person? I also wrote this because of the labels we are given and how we can sometimes be treated. So there is a bit of variation there