I asked ChatGPT to write a poem about eczema and it did not disappoint:
Eczema, oh how you itch and you burn
A constant reminder, my skin takes its turn
Red and inflamed, it never seems to rest
A daily battle, one I cannot best
Dry and scaly, a constant state
My skin's own war, one I cannot escape
Creams and ointments, a daily routine
But still the itch, the urge is so keen
A constant companion, always there
Eczema, my burden, my cross to bear
But I will not let it defeat me
I will fight, with all my energy
For though my skin may be flawed
I am more than a rash, more than a scab
Eczema may mark me, but it does not define
I am strong, I am bold, I am one of a kind
So I'll keep on fighting, with all of my might
Eczema, you may mark my skin,
but you will not win this fight.