{oo2} If You Were to Label Me. {oo2}

If you were to label me, you'd find you'll have quite the trouble.
First, my life and health "records" are strictly confidential.
And, I could [and wouldn't] be able to find the right words to confine my secrets and problems, to whom which would actually listen.
If you were to label me, you'd finally realize that you can't labe me.
Only I can.
Even I hate myself for who I am...
Schizophrenic; a very crazy one, nonetheless.
Meningitic; caution. Stay away!
Fragile bones; please do not touch. (or stare)
And last but not least... I think this is fine, but...
Streptococcus Pyogenic; walking up to a sore throat and sounding hoarse every morning. And I can't sing like I used to.
If you were to label me...
Please. You have NO idea what I'm going through.
Results or you shall die!! >>
Yays! Part two of my Scrambled Thoughts; Complete!! But I am deciding to change the title from Scrambled Thoughts...