Dear God
I don't understand why I'm losing so much hair
As I loathe the sight of clumps falling into my hands
I cry in silence, this is quite unfair
A part of me dies as I depart with the strands

Dear God
Why do I seem to get sick more frequently?
Why does it get worse every time?
Now I'm afraid you're going to leave me
Maybe I should keep this bottled inside

Dear God
Honestly I don't think I can deal with this pain
Muscles always tense and I don't know why
In a physical and mental state where there's nothing to gain
But I try to believe that I'm doing just fine

Dear God
Dizzy, dizzy I fight not to fall
Blackness is the greeting for when I stand
I regain my imagery after I stall
Then I go on with my day as planned

Dear God
Please give me strength to get through this mess
Thank you for helping me with other aspirations
I pray this iron deficiency medicine will be a success
That this wasn't all a misinterpretation.

Dear God
I know the stress will linger here
It thinks my mind is its home
One day I know I'll overcome it
So it no longer has a place to roam
It has nothing to do with the iron
For it's independently wired

Dear God
What's wrong with me?
I can't do this without you
I can't do this without you