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6d
I don’t mean to undermine your confusion
I don’t know how it feels like when your body is not your body
Every morning when you wake up
Do you feel something is lost or mismatched?
Do you walk towards the mirror and scream in anguish?
“Something is lost, but it was never there in the first place!”
Do you tell people “this is me, but it isn’t me”
You walk through every aisle, looking for an item that fits you
But how do you know what fits, when you have no idea of you
I so want to understand
I want to ask you abcde but worried you might see it as wxyz
I am ill for the third time this month
Not sure if its caused by the heat or the curiosities
for those who feel confused
Written by
fermented ideas
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