*self-pitying sigh*
"Anti-Depressant/Anxiety"
My nerves are more prone to bullet shells
than mouthwash strips and candied apples.
Chemicals from these polaroids
are sure to singe the hair on my arms.
I try to subdue my vital signs;
Reassurance that I still feel...
Shame!
Blame!
Fly on your anger.
Sinking your battleship.
Ride with depression.
Clinical jargon.
Feeding the sick.
Shame!
This is the only way!
Blame!
This is the lonely way!
Hey!!
Make-shift anchors weigh the legs
of the majority of the populous.
Try to bring upon the bland
while your mind drowns in a sea of sand.
The weight is too much to sustain
and sinking under as the rope breaks.
My nerves are more prone to bullet shells
than mouthwash strips and candied apples.
Chemicals from these polaroids
are sure to singe the hair on my arms.
I try to subdue my vital signs;
Reassurance that I still feel...
Shame!
Blame!
Fly on your anger.
Sinking your battleship.
Ride with depression.
Clinical jargon.
Feeding the sick.
Shame!
This is the only way!
Blame!
This is the lonely way!
Hey!!
Make-shift anchors weigh the legs
of the majority of the populous.
Try to bring upon the bland
while your mind drowns in a sea of sand.
The weight is too much to sustain
and sinking under as the rope breaks.