When I can listen to any song I want
any movie
show
story
life and death
and naked body
at any time
When I can eat fruit out of season
stay warm in the cold
be tired in my bed
take pills to cover my emotions
be filtered in how I look
when I can take and say what I want with no concern
When I can live by myself
when I can cry without help
when I am lost
I am no longer who I’m meant to be
I am no longer myself
I am no longer human
When I can do all this
there ends up just being
not that much left


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