Your one word commands,
Show me you do not care.To you,
I am not a child.
To you,
I am not nervous,
Despite my visible shaking.You are meant to do this well.
You may not be in pedeatrics,
You may not be from this country,
But I will not tolerate,
The fear you can instill in a child.
I do not trust you.You are not to be trusted,
As a medical professional,
If they way you treat nervous children,
Does not differ,
To how you treat regular adults.
I refuse to trust you.Show me,
Nurse,
That you can do your job well.
Even though I'd still have no trust in you,
Or your suspicious kind.
YOU ARE READING
Just A Mess
PoetryI'm not too sure as to what this is, but I often get bored and lost in my thoughts, so why not write them out? As I wrote I created poetic sentences, lines and phrases. So, I hope they can be enjoyed despite their mainly heavy topics. This book cove...