another continuation of SHIT

[jills_revenge]

i ran to the bathroom
into the stall
i may have thrown up
it may have been forced
but i had to get away
from those kids in the mall
but it wasn't a good plan
useless, it was
i was still caught with the items
i was still cuffed, i was still cuffed

glaring at the man
snarling out remarks
refusing to speak sentences
more than a few words
i didn't need this man
i didn't want his time
i didn't want his medicine
i didn't want his recommendations
but i was there
i sat still, i sat still

this will make you well
this will help you to be
this will help you feel
this little pill
these little pills
so many of those
pills of all forms
i choked down
so many of those little pills
i swallowed them all, i swallowed them all

the game was going
i was going out of my mind
cheering was laughable
playing was dry
i could hardly feel the bat
standing at the plate
i could hardly remember picking up
throwing away the ball
it was only a game and it wouldn't stay
it wasn't much fun, wasn't at all

i sat there a mute
i sat as a coward
someone to stay away from
someone too sad to have a good time
someone too drugged to feel a good time
someone who wished incessantly
for someone to talk to
but i still sat there
a coward and a mute
just watching, just watching

i refused those pills
threw them all away
flushed them down
i cut my ankles
i burned my hands
i scratched my face
i punched what i could
i scraped it all away
that skin covering my knuckles
i cut away, i cut away