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The Soul of a Schizophrenic Mental Health Awareness Month 2022 By J.C. Solis There are those who do not wish us all well For We bear their taunts, their slurs, and their yells There are those who avoid us like disease Those that view us with just so little ease There are those who see us as monsters foul They look at us with disgust and with scowls They don’t see us as people with good hearts They see us as people who’re worlds apart For we are different, that much is true We live lives by what our own actions grew But we are still people, that’s still a fact We’re sorry that this is how you react For We’re ill, and there’s nothing We can do And We all just want to be happy too… This is a poem about our petty lives For we are the ill who just want to thrive This is a verse about Our woes and pain For We hope, with this, your trust We will gain We are the outcasts, those who can’t fit in For illness, to them, is our biggest sin We are the ones who brandish