Here we go again

Here we go again This cycle never ends Chest pain and leg swelling, I just feel like yelling I have had enough This is just too tough To deal with all the time. The hospitals make me feel Like being sick is a crime. It's not my fault this keeps happening to me This illness just won't leave me be. All I really want from my mom is hugs when The hospital thinks I'm just looking for drugs That's so far from the truth, it's completely absurd But the doctors will not take my word. They think I'm just crazy because I have psych issues They make me cry so hard I use a whole box of tissues! It's really not right or fair or just- And these are the people I'm supposed to trust? They know my history, But I'm still a mystery So I guess I'll have to suffer And keep praying they find answers Because right now I don't know what else I can do. What would you do, if it was you?