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0 By Amy Tynan
What do you see when you look at me?
Let’s reduce Stigma together,
I promise us patients will remember it forever.
It can happen to anyone,
Yes, anyone, maybe YOUR mum
Or even your son.
You put on that uniform,
Please don’t transform.
You’re still you. The one that smiles at your child, checks on your mum and has fun.
Please, nurse, tell me your name.
You know mine.
Talk to me,
Help me to feel fine.
I know you’re busy, but a smile doesn’t take any time.
That one small thing to you
That you would have forgotten about
Is massive to me.
Shall I ask for a cuppa tea?
Or will they say ‘I’m not free’?
She looks scary,
Should I be wary?
She seems nice,
She made eye contact
It’s such a shame
I don’t know her name.
What do you see when you look at me?
When you switch off the light and say ‘Good night’,
Forget the day, go home and play.
I’m still left alone now you are home.
That smile could have helped me by a mile.
It’s a job for you, but a life for me.
I wish you would see the real me,
Not the mask that’s taken years to grasp.
See Me, wave, nod or smile
Or even do them all the same time.
So please, nurse, when you next walk past,
Think how much your impressions will last.
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