Just Sick

I'm sick.

You don't see it,

The illness is inside.

I'm sick.

I feel the pain everyday,

But I won't let it show.

I'm sick.

And so is she,

But we know we're in it together.

Our sickness doesn't define us.

We won't let it take us over.

We need you to know that its not something to joke about.

We're sick.

Not terminal,

It won't go away.

We won't die from it.

We'll live with the pain,

Because its a small part of being sick.

We won't tell you because you'll change.

You'll change and see us as broken,

When really we're just sick.