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It's been a month and I'm already sick of this The twitching when I write When I roll my eyes back People looking at me funny All I ever hear about from the stupid kids is, "Seizure Sara!" "Seizure Sara!" Sometime I even get a ***** look from someone Like I can help it My good friends are now afraid of me They treat me like a helpless animal Every time someone ask I have to explain the whole **** thing to them Help me Help my seizures Help my fear
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Mar 6, 2013
Mar 6, 2013 at 12:41 AM UTC
Epilepsy
It's been a month and I'm already sick of this The twitching when I write When I roll my eyes back People looking at me funny All I ever hear about from the stupid kids is, "Seizure Sara!" "Seizure Sara!" Sometime I even get a ***** look from someone Like I can help it My good friends are now afraid of me They treat me like a helpless animal Every time someone ask I have to explain the whole **** thing to them Help me Help my seizures Help my fear
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Mar 6, 2013
Mar 6, 2013 at 12:41 AM UTC
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