Michael
Immature, misunderstoodA wayward angel cried
He yearned to spread out his wings
Before his passion died
His redemption was delayed
Michael's fate has been sealed
He'll live out the rest of life
Wishing that he's been healed
Healed of schizophrenia
Psychiatrists aren't sure
What's the cause of this illness
For which there is no cure
Michael tries to cope with this
Through pills and therapy
Something in his heart led him
To write some poetry
Poems from a broken brain
Yet words came easily
When he fell, this did him well
You see, Michael is me
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