I'm not the medicine they put inside

I'm not the scars I try to hide

I'm not a number on a waiting list 

I'm not the needle going into my wrist

 

Don't call me the girl that once was Ill

Don't call me the girl struggling up that hill

Don't call me the girl who once was lighter

Don't call me the girl who's a survivor or a fighter 

 

My mum named me my name to be known all the time... No airs or graces let me tell you in this rhyme...

 

I don't want to be different or stand out in the crowd I've started my new life and now I feel proud. 

RIA ... Mum of 3... 

Wife... Daughter... Sister... Niece... Cousin... Co-worker....friend.... That's me