No sugar for the Diabetic in me
Locked up only sugar could set me free
Working out a little at a time seem to work slowly
Trying to work this fat off so I don’t look like a rolly poley
Poking fingers, drawing blood didn’t know it had a number
Glad it does because I could be in an eternal slumber
Organs please don’t fail, too young to die now
Sugar crystalized don’t care who it cuts down
Sitting here bloated feeling like a cow.
If I die before my mom, she’s gonna clown.
Sugarfree everything, can I get sugar free from a bee?
If I could it would be no measuring, sugar just for me.
I’ll pay any fee.
Just to get something sweet
-The Ninth Poetess-