Chemistry is a thiefMore than once it hastried to addle my brainNow it threatens my sightChemistry is a friendTrying to help in the warThe fight to regain my stepsNot sure for how long or how briefChemistry is a curseWill I recover and stillSee colors, hues, and lightFor now, I feel only griefChemistry to battle is my planA familiar fight butnow involving my sightTime the only measureChemistry I prayis my only course fora...
