My Shrink is on Xanax&

Sun, 04/26/2015 - 02:20 -- Kcard

My Shrink is on Xanax 


Barred out

Feeling spaced out 

Poetically yet somehow criminally 
Chilling here immorally 
Giving no shit 
If lyrically I'm a hit 
Call me crazy, the doctors said so
Tell me something else I don't know
As angry at the world as I might feel 
I have to keep it polite, yet somehow real 
Actually, I forgot to remember to care 
And into the looking glass I continue to stare 
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