I have never seen the crack of dawn.
My meds make me sleep too long.
My sheets and blankets are so warm I could sleep through a party at a loud college dorm.
Clozaril is my nightmare best friend but my madness is on the mend.
I am strong but unfortunately sick.
I try hard to make the best of it.
This illness is tough but I am tougher.
One day I would like to take a job offer.
People said that I would never leave the hospital but I proved them wrong.
No one is allowed to right the lyrics of my song.
I left Massachusetts to start a new life.
Maybe here I will make a good mother or wife.
Moving to Chicago was the right choice.
Here is where I will find my own voice.
-Kathan Murphy
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