A great entry by my childhood friend Clare
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What started this? She had originally posted on her wall an amazing
poem about Facebook and all the other media centres that we use today and I thought it was class. I don’t expect anything more or less from Clare to be honest, because she’s
always been a person to tell it like it is, and I have always admired her for that.
As I stated before I challenged her to write a poem
about herself and it’s not a subject many people address, but I totally think
at one point or another it’ll be a question we all ask ourselves – Who am I?
Recently I was asked the same and I tell you what, it
threw me something stupid – Who am I? Lol
Anyway - it took me a while but I gotta give it to Clare she’s spoken straight from the heart and gave me exactly what I asked for. I told her the subject I wanted her to write and she did it, in less than 40 minutes she had a poem that told me all about 'Clare’.
Anyway - it took me a while but I gotta give it to Clare she’s spoken straight from the heart and gave me exactly what I asked for. I told her the subject I wanted her to write and she did it, in less than 40 minutes she had a poem that told me all about 'Clare’.
Without further ado, here’s what she wrote and it’s
perfect.
Thanks again hun for sharing xXx
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Dan gave me
the subject to write about ‘Clare’
Should I put
it to paper, oh would I dare?
I always use
humour to hide how I feel
Using a joke
protects me from what's real
But I do tell
the truth cos it's always best
But writing
this down is truly a test
Daily I joke
take the piss out of you
But people
don't know what I sometimes go through
Got diabetes
after 26 years
Had me
struggling since and daily in tears
Hate bloody
counting the carbs on my plate
Complications
didn't scare me, thought they were lies
Till I lived
the effects it had on my eyes
Having four
children I should be strong
But sometimes
I go about it totally wrong
Worked really
hard to lose weight and get fit
But size
doesn't matter cos I still feel shit
I crave a
night’s sleep when I don't wake with a scare
Hate being
lectured but it's just cos they care
I'm on the
diabetic express along for the ride
Being type 1 I
feel like I've lost a fight
Feels like my
future is damaged and slight
I'm so
exhausted I'm so fucking beat
So angry I get
when I refuse something sweet
Sometimes I
feel trapped and want to be free
Constantly ask
why fucking me
My attitudes
changed cos I'm feeling sad
I've not acted
rightly and made others sad
I've hurt
those around me and messed up in huge ways
I hope they
forgive me one of these days
In the grand
scheme diabetes is small
-
Clare
Davies
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