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Oct 2016
It's hard to be two selves
Existing in one

When every day is exhausting
It's not at all fun

Li_ will celebrate Christmas
And not give a thought to me

It's easy when you have
People you love
And a great family

Hard when you feel alone
When you grow tired of your home

I'll spend Christmas morning
In my car
I won't drive far

There is a more of me
In my left shoulder
That in my right

My head doesn't feel centered
And its not alright

I do physical therapy
Stretches, and weights everyday
I just want symmetry
Want the akwardness
To go away

I used to be happy
I used to be able to feel

Now its just one emotion
Now you know the deal

Well my therapist
Never really cared

I'm just a lonesome body
Somewhere out there....
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
(34/M/Los Angeles)   
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