Life is so hard; 
When you are nuts;
And you're always thinking;
And you've got guts.
And you have depression;
With a side of schizophrenia;
And every day; 
Is filled with mania.
And you are poor;
And you need to live;
And you feel badly for taking;
And you want to give.
And you want to create;
And you want to clean;
You want to care for your man;
And you don't want to be mean.
And you have to give your babies;
Lots of attention;
They don't understand you problems;
Just your good intentions.
And you try so hard;
Every day;
But your mental illness fights you;
In every way.
Sometimes it's so hard;
To have such an active imagination;
I need a can of beer;
And separately; I need to take my medication!
This poem has very few commas;
Because this year is filled with continuous drama!