Not Diagnosed

I see the problem Churning within my body Irritating my soul Tying my goals I see this illness Draining the hope in me You're walking away From this mess.. As I wish I could do myself I see this disorder Haunting me Growing with each concern Devouring my dreams I see this disease Suffocating me Whispering these dark words Telling me what isn't possible Yet somewhere from inside I laugh it off Stress makes life interesting I tell myself If they can do the same Me too I climb those same mountains Yet I am stronger I am younger I am better Sickness may tie me down But my punches will only grow stronger