Doctor Please! Part I

Doctor please, you must listen to me Do you have the medicine to set me free A day in my life you would not understand The pain I must endure with all that's at hand I didn't ask for the genetics that made me this way Maybe there will be a cure for my disease one day Until then I suffer from my head down to my toes The kind of suffering no one else knows The kind of suffering I keep to myself Just playing the cards that I was dealt A prisoner to my body with no relief Causing those loving me much pain and grief You don't understand and you never will Doctor please I beg of you to give it a shot still For the problems at hand I did not ask It was all dumped in my lap with a blast I'm no longer capable of work for hire Because so very quickly do I get tired To find a job letting me work when I can Just doesn't fit into the employers plan My stomach hurts I throw-up and can't eat After so many days of it I get so very weak Some days have mercy I feel better than most But on a good day the pain is still no laugh or joke My husband went and left me for a younger girl When I got sick he thought he'd give her a whirl The divorce then came soon after to follow The pain from that it was hard to swalloiw Cont'd in Part II