The New American Dream

America now

Sees mental illness

As something taboo to talk about

Outside of a hospital,

As something to suppress so long as I get that ‘A’,

As something not legitimate next to a broken leg,

As something requiring medication because  

I’m “crazy” without it.

As something that will make me stronger

Until it kills me.

 

I dream that one day

Our mental illness

Is normal to talk about in

Open conversations,

Is prioritized before college exams,

Is equal to a broken bone,

Is not a label for people with

Chemical imbalances

Is recognized and treated

Before it destroys us.

This poem is about: 
Me
My country

Comments

gundersonally

hope this inspires a few. 

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