Home with 7 pills
In the corner with my water
Hoodie on with a bookbag on my back
So happy
I found my headphones
People be too loud
I love my music
Sorry
Every 8 hours
My alarm is loud
Because I can't miss
Medicine time
I love my corner
That's all I need
Because at night
I take 2 special pills
And
I'll see my corner in the morning
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