Little bits outside of me.
This one keeps my blood pumping.
This one helps me breathe.
I exist in pills and wheels.
Little things that move my body.
This one keeps me from choking.
And this one helps me see.
I have a pill meant for thinking.
I have a pill that helps me cope
With the world that only sees
The parts and pieces, not me.
I exist in, but not just only.
I exist with, just never alone.
I exist, but you don't believe me.
I exist, and you think that's wrong.
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