The Girl

I thought I knew who I was.

I thought sickness would take that from me

But instead, sickness strengthened my identity.

No I am not the sick girl.

I am the girl that found out who her real friends are,

The girl that can easily take a needle in her arm.

I am the girl that found strength in weakness,

The girl that knows she can beat this. 

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