The Girl With Celiac Disease
Once upon a time I was just a little girl
Not having a care in the world of what I ate
Breads, pastas, and much more
I didn't realize how much I adored
As I came about with shaking and feeling ill
I didn't realize what I ate could kill
I didn't doubt that something inside me
Was not allowed to be a part of me
Here I am today
Still struggling with the disease
You may think that its not all that bad
But what does the silent killer seem to be?
Today I'm wondering if people could take more notice
There are girls like me out there who need more focus
So take breath, count to ten, celiac will be over
Changing the world this way
Help us Celiacs be gluten free Everyday
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