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Doctors
Walking in the room,
List clentched in my hand.
Deep breath, preparing,
Trying to take a stand.
I start with a mumble,
Warming up my voice.
Talk about the pain, the meds,
I need to have a choice.
My words become louder,
Fighting for myself.
Trying for relief, for belief,
For my life and health.
I am louder, screaming,
Until I fall down.
To find myself pleading,
With only a brick wall.
