Nov 28, 2007 15:25
prozac, prozac,
get me off the damn prozac.
there is a buzzing all the time.
white noise behind silence.
it keeps me awake at night
it makes me tremble in the morning.
i was happier as an observer.
i live in a cave.
the sun is gone.
my thoughts get so loud,
i can't hear anything else.
i'm almost ready to accept mediocrity,
if that will make things easier.
i guess i'm "growing up".