I have control
But really?
That's just a lie
I have control
I have control
At least that's what the pills hide
My eyes over flood
With words of poison grace
And violated touch
My fingers shake
My mind aches
I have a pill for that, I think
"You're so psychotic!"
Control
Control
Control
I have to control
This tongue of lethal words
My eyes of awful stings
Because I am a bad person
At least that's what they said to me
A bad person
They stick these things inside my head
As if I was already dead
They hide pills underneath my head
as I sleep
instead of coins that taunt me
"Look, sweetheart, look what the tooth fairy left."
Tooth fairy isn't real
She isn't
"Shut up you schizophrenic piece of shit."
Okay
Okay
Okay
Okay
take my pills and I'll be safe
Take my pills and I'll be safe
Take my pills and I'll be safe
At least that's what the world wants me to think
But how long do I have
Until I finally break?
Take these pills until you break
Take these pills until you break
Take these pills until you break
Anti-depressants are okay
Its okay
I am fine
Its okay
I am fine
Its okay
I am fine
I got my pills to thank
Its okay
Its okay
Its okay
I take my pills, they keep me safe
I take my pills, they keep me safe
I take my pills, they keep me sane
My tears feel like melting rain
But its okay, I am safe
My emotions locked away
Skin feeling numb
Brain feeling dumb
Doctor says thats okay
Doctor says I'm doing well
Doctor says I'm doing well
Doctor says I'm doing well
My doctor is so funny
He thinks I understand
But my brain is incoherent
With so many pills in my hand
I'm okay
I am fine
I'm okay
I am fine
I got these pills to blind
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Disco Damaged Kid
PoetryThe tragic, depressive works of mine. This would be somewhat a journal of my life. I will warn now some of the content maybe be triggering for some readers. I do not intend to make any one on any level to feel bad. In fact I encourage anyone going t...
