Pill

The doctors told me what was wrong today

So they put me on a pill

I take in the morning

And by nine it's hard to feel

I walk the halls emotionless

Empty, but not depressed

A synthetic sense of happiness

They think it's for the best

They told me "go to counseling"

They'll show you how to deal

But every other question,

she still asks me how I feel

The same I did five minutes ago

Five days, five months, a year

But just like that I realize,

Time is my biggest fear

In a few hours, the synthetic bliss has gone

I lie Awake and alone

I feel the sickness creeping up

Depression in my bones

I pop another pill

I pray it helps me cope

5 years have passed

Now I'm addicted to the dope.

The synthetic piece of paradise

That Once told me how to feel

A building block that formed the girl

Who wasn't ever real.

(C.i )
♠ ♠ ♠
Xoxo -c.i