I found a poem on Tumblr that I really liked and wanted to do my own version of. Mine will be nowhere near as good but It gave me the inspiration I needed. My poem is basically about not letting a mental illness, in my case OCD, define me. It’s easy to forget all the little details about yourself when your day-to-day life becomes filled with OCD and it’s symptoms. It’s important to remember who you are and the fact that although your mental illness has become a huge part of your life there is so many other things about you. I hope you like it.
The Tumblr poem..
OCD Doesn’t Define Me..
I am my big blue eyes,
The music that makes me inspired,
The way I get too attached to people too easily,
I am who I am when I’m truly comfortable around you,
When my personality shines through.
I am my love for animals,
I am the way my dog lights up my eyes,
The way I sometimes talk too loud,
I am what makes me tick and laugh,
I am the perfume I wear, the things I share.
I am the DVDS that I own and want to see,
I am my childhood photographs and memories,
The way I crave all things sugary,
I am the ornaments and trinkets I keep in my bedroom,
I am my tiny hands and feet.
I am my sense of humour,
The way I smile and the facial expressions I pull,
The way I walk, talk, sleep and breath,
I am the way I like to take long baths,
I am my style and the way I do my make up.
The jewellery I wear, how I style my hair,
I am my likes and dislikes,
The way I hate leaving an argument on bad terms,
I am how much my family mean to me,
I am the way I draw and the way I write my name.
The shape and colour of my lips,
I am my quirks and habits,
I am my clumsy nature,
I am my creative brain,
The way change frightens me.
I am diagnosed with OCD,
But there is more to me,
I won’t forget all the other details,
OCD doesn’t define me.
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