Just out of E.R….again. Not admitted this time.
Admitted 1 month ago. Paralyzed waist down.
This damn m.s. stops me from rhyme.
No No No! Don’t put on that frown !
A month ago I got better!
…for a few weeks;no days (I can’t lie to you)
Today back to the E.R. grrr.
Good news-Nothings wrong with you; bad news-“Nothing’s wrong with you.”
“Miss Laurelin;you should be happy!” says the Doc
“No, Doc. I am not.” as I speak through my tears.
This means-IT’ S JUST 20YRS WITH M.S. and Laurelin; you are fucked.
Wipe those tears. M.S. is not YOU. You just have it. So Cram it!
You are Laurelin fucking O’Brien!
M.S. dumb disease; you just keep on tryin’
Even in death I will win. For my genes and blood helped find a cure.
I am that lurking,you don’t expect, predator.
Call me Laurelin fucking O’Brien.
Or if you prefer Laurelin the Lion.