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Sep 2017
The doctor tells me "it's Fibromyalgia"
I've never heard of it before
But I think finally I have an answer
For all of my pain
But it doesn't take me long to decipher
It's something that they can't explain
Do they think that I'm insane?

They don't understand it
There is no cure
It's a curse not an answer
And I don't know how much more of this I can endure

They give me drugs that have little effect
These pills are addictive
They have nasty side effects
But at least they help me sleep

They tell me you just need to do some exercise
Then you'll be less tired
Have less pain
Then you'll get better
They make me feel like I'm lazy

They tell me you just need to be more positive
Then you'll be less depressed
Less anxious
Less stressed
Then you'll get better
They make me feel like I'm crazy
Sarah Davidoff
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Sarah Davidoff  28/F/United Kingdom
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