Medication
Turn life around
Pills by the pound
Filled with hope
End of fantasizing about that rope
Take my first pill
OK I’m just ill
Head will be fixed
Its just a bit mixed
Days creep by
The label - is it a lie
Day after day
No need to pray
Don’t feel that good
Eating more and more pud
Belly getting bigger
Unattractive figure
Enough to get you down
Full cycle - what a clown
Copyright © Peter Wilson | Year Posted 2007
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