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A Poem by Emma

If only I could consume the sunshine,
because it’s all they say I need.
Maybe it would go down more easily
than these goddamn pills.

Maybe if I had all the sun inside me,
running through my veins,
I wouldn’t have to hear about
the inadequate levels of
an inadequate chemical
in my inadequate body.

But I cannot hide the sun inside of me,
for the world needs it more than
for just one lonely soul. Some of us
must suffer so the most of us can thrive.

Maybe one day I
can be the latter.
Maybe one day the pills
won’t be so bitter.
Maybe one day my happiness
will not be decided on which way
the wind blows.