Borderline Personality

A poem where I analyze the similarities between my idiosyncraties and the symptoms of borderline personality disorder

Lately I feel like I have BPD,

because the symptoms so accurately portray 
me claiming I'm a victim
Of the system that raised me to be this teen
different and separate and sarcastic and mean
and I place such a negative spin on every little thing
and every pain hurts more than appropriate 
and every little happiness makes me beam, I'm poisoned
why must every road always end in disappointment?
why can't I be happy for more than one moment?
why must I feel more than they? where's the proportion?
why must I be the one that thinks it's important 
to care and think for others more than
just the soul in your skin?
I don't get it. 
I wanna be more than overlooked like assorted
ornaments in a Jewish home I'm so fortun-
ate I know but I'm in a corner
store 
I'm impulsive. I do s**t off the dome in the morning,

 borderline personality disorder I'm sorting,
certain my issues keep me from the glory

 I know I was meant for
I got a s****y deal but these the cards i was dealt for
better or for worse.