A poem written by Anonymous

Reflections 3

I think that my mental illness began unnoticed for the causes of my activities; such as drinking and smoking.

I knew that I didn't need any of those things but it wasn't peer pressure because I made up my mind to do it.

I would have played sports or just fly an airplane, but I knew I was mentally ill.

When I had the energy to do so much more. But I chose the backlist of my problem.

I didn't admit to it. I think that it was a purpose of me to be mentally ill. I just didn't know it.

I think I can change the world without trying.

I think I should stop drinking and smoking that will be a start to help with my mental disabilities and work actively with people.