trauma healing
take my hand
close your eyes
now FEEL
BEING LEFT OUT OF EVERYTHING
BEING LOCKED IN A ROOM WITH A GIANT WINDOW
PEOPLE STARING AT ME
BEING SEEN AS MONEY SIGNS
Think I forgot
How to be happy
Something I'm not
But something I can be
Something I wait for
Something I'm made for
Something I'm made for
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