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I sit on this brown couch, Typing, Typing. My back hurts. My mind comes with pain. Schizophrenia and my mental health. They tell me different things. Should I write this? Should I write that? Should I erase this? Is it wrong to write this is it wrong to have an opinion? Why do they keep on bothering me? Is it because I have been chosen? Is it because of something else? At the end it does not matter, I have become healthier. Healthier to write this. Healthier to do things on my own.
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Health Check
I can do the things I used to like.
I can be me,
I can love
I can like
I can do as I please.
I have decided,
I will go for the good
Or I’ll wait for the better.
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