Therapy Sucks
I've been here for over a year
And I hope the little girl with autism is okay.
Because I haven't seen her mum here for a while meaning
her time changed, she got out, moved places or worse.
Still I find it lucky
to be able to get out.
Every week looking for an excuse.
See. When I was transferred here I was told
it would help.
I'd be diagnosed.
I'd get better.
That was six months after I started and
a year later here I am
preparing how I'll lie this time.
Because though I came here willingly,
looking for help, now I want her to think I'm better.
So I can get out.
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