I've got the white girls disease; it travels through my veins, <br />Distributed through my blood stream, making me cut away my pain, <br />I've got the white girls disease, the rarest form of any kind, <br />The kind that makes you do wrong things, while obliterating the right things in your mind, <br />Blood leaks everywhere, red is all I see, <br />Cuts, they mark my body from this white girl's disease, <br />Blade breaks through my wrist, revealing what lies within, <br />Revealing what takes over, a disease defined by the color of your skin, <br />Its flesh eating, yet, so addictive, the pain I always yearn for, <br />I've got the white girls disease, the disease that has no cure,<br /><br />niakeva thomas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/white-girls-disease/
