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a doctor sees me,and they say, well, you're broken in a different way! your eyes,your bones,your back,your head , I wonder,how are you not dead? so I sit here, waiting,so much pain!, if anyone can fix my eyes,my bones,my back,my brain, stop them, playing painful tricks, and fix.. fix this sick child,make her right! hours spent in clinical light! hours spent and money too, just so what normal kids do,I can too just so I can see and stand, so I can write and and and and.. My eyes are bad,I cannot see. My bones are broken,I can't stand. My back is bent,I cannot feel. My brain is sick and so am I. I'm sick of telling you that lie, of "I'm ok, not scraping by". I'm sick of hearing doctors say that I'm broken in a different way. I know I'm broken,it's ok ,but tell me, do I have to stay?
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Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 5:51 PM UTC
sick.
a doctor sees me,and they say, well, you're broken in a different way! your eyes,your bones,your back,your head , I wonder,how are you not dead? so I sit here, waiting,so much pain!, if anyone can fix my eyes,my bones,my back,my brain, stop them, playing painful tricks, and fix.. fix this sick child,make her right! hours spent in clinical light! hours spent and money too, just so what normal kids do,I can too just so I can see and stand, so I can write and and and and.. My eyes are bad,I cannot see. My bones are broken,I can't stand. My back is bent,I cannot feel. My brain is sick and so am I. I'm sick of telling you that lie, of "I'm ok, not scraping by". I'm sick of hearing doctors say that I'm broken in a different way. I know I'm broken,it's ok ,but tell me, do I have to stay?
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kindadumbpoems
Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 5:51 PM UTC
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