Walk down the street
See the invisible people
Walking by you, in stores and shops
All with illnesses discreet
Our world today just doesn’t see
These people with mental health problems
As anything more than a nuisance,
Or worse, on a bad day, just crazy
Real people with real problems
Who have such little support as it is,
And we look away, unaware or worse uncaring
Only seeing them as bums
But who are we to judge?
People with psychosis
Or some other diagnosis?
And their prognosis?
Psych hospital, jail, or other societal necrosis
While the so-called ‘normal’ folks enjoy their apotheosis
As they sit high and mighty with their own breed of neurosis.
DO YOU SEE
THE PROBLEM HERE?
My aim is to return to school
Learn what I can to help,
And better the lives of as many as I can
Who society ignores as a rule.