Who I Really Want to Be
Luis Berriozabal
I think I want to be
a doctor. I learned so
much from all the doctors
who have tried to treat me.
I know how to ignore
people. I know how to
avoid people. I don’t
sign my name legibly.
I could be a doctor.
I could see a patient
for less than a minute
and prescribe medicine.
I think I want to be
a police officer.
I know how to beat down
someone who gives me lip.
I think I could give a
traffic ticket to jay
walkers. I want to go
through red lights and stop signs.
I think I could run the
siren and the lights. I could
place some crazy fool on
a seventy-two hour hold.
Being myself has brought
me grief. I don’t get much
respect from doctors or
from police officers.
Like they say, if you can’t
beat them, join them. I can’t
see myself being me
for much longer. I’m tired
of being a psych patient.
No one lets me be God.
No one lets me be who
I really want to be.
Luis Berriozabal
I think I want to be
a doctor. I learned so
much from all the doctors
who have tried to treat me.
I know how to ignore
people. I know how to
avoid people. I don’t
sign my name legibly.
I could be a doctor.
I could see a patient
for less than a minute
and prescribe medicine.
I think I want to be
a police officer.
I know how to beat down
someone who gives me lip.
I think I could give a
traffic ticket to jay
walkers. I want to go
through red lights and stop signs.
I think I could run the
siren and the lights. I could
place some crazy fool on
a seventy-two hour hold.
Being myself has brought
me grief. I don’t get much
respect from doctors or
from police officers.
Like they say, if you can’t
beat them, join them. I can’t
see myself being me
for much longer. I’m tired
of being a psych patient.
No one lets me be God.
No one lets me be who
I really want to be.
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The Poetry Warrior (c) Abigail Beaudelle - 2008.
All Poetry and artwork (c) the respective artists.
All Poetry and artwork (c) the respective artists.