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Are you okay? Why are you crying? "because everyone around me thinks I'm lying" No one believes me when I say "This is what is wrong today" I know my body and my mind You'd think they'd be a bit more kind. I've been doing this for almost 3 years... I've done my research and shed many tears They don't trust me, but my surgeon lied And I know that its his word against mine They'll take his side because he has a degree, But really, now, how fair is that to me? It's not fair at all, I'm glad you see Just how much harm he has done to me. Physically and mentally I am tired I really wish that surgeon would get fired. I've had enough of all this crap I just can't seem to get out of this trap. I can barely walk up the stairs on a good day Days like this I am really in a bad way. But they will say I'm capable. They think I'm crazy because of my psych history- Apparently now that makes me a drug seeker It's so far from the truth, it's completely absurd And yet no one will take me at my word. All I have to say to that is try To live a day in my body and see- You'll cry.
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