From a fellow asthmatic
My asthma is apart of me
Although you can not see,
People think it's just anxiety.
When it flaire's you can't walk, run or climb the stairs,
Without getting pain or no air.
It's hard not easy
To always be so wheezy,
Can't get enough air
Feels like being squeezed by a big bear.
Paler and paler or reder and reder
Unless you take your inhaler.
If your breathing isn't right
It's an ambulance with their blue lights
Steroids to swallow there's 8 in total
Inhalers and nebulisers to make you feel better
You can't see it
But it's definitely a monster killer
If you leave it untreated.
But this is life unfortunately
I'm afraid there's no cure so we Just be managed.
And this is my asthma and it's apart of me.
By Nicole grey