this poem is about a girl who was born with HIV. she talks about how it is to live with it, the stereotypes, and struggles. Im affraid it is too short to present in class. but i am stuck and have no idea what else to add. please rate it and make suggestions of how i can change it and what i can add. thank you so much for helping
I'm no different than the person next to me
I feel, I hurt, I cry, I laugh
I give my all but only receive half.
In a room full of people, I'm all alone
No one to hold my hand, to ease my pain
No one to share the things that in life we gain.
It's a struggle for me to get out of bed everyday
Just thinking of predicaments the doctors can say.
My friends are many but the bonds are shallow
When I told them the truth they just stare and swallow.
I am living for my mother's foolish mistakes
She was a promiscuous woman with no breaks.
She contracted a virus by sleeping in everyone's sheets
No worries or thoughts about who they might be.
I spend my Thursday afternoons in the doctor's office,
Praying that my tomorrow is still promised.
I'm no different than the person next to me
I feel, I hurt, I cry, I laugh
I give my all but only receive half.
In a room full of people, I'm all alone
No one to hold my hand, to ease my pain
No one to share the things that in life we gain.
It's a struggle for me to get out of bed everyday
Just thinking of predicaments the doctors can say.
My friends are many but the bonds are shallow
When I told them the truth they just stare and swallow.
I am living for my mother's foolish mistakes
She was a promiscuous woman with no breaks.
She contracted a virus by sleeping in everyone's sheets
No worries or thoughts about who they might be.
I spend my Thursday afternoons in the doctor's office,
Praying that my tomorrow is still promised.