I want to be sad.
Not at all times.
Just some nights I remember that I have to get used to being happy.
The medication is working.
The music I can hear.
And thank god for my family.
But living like this since before I had the capacity to remember,
It confuses my configuration.
It feels unfamiliar with my body.
So I want sadness sometimes.
Because sometimes to let go we relive.
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