mentalhealthdrugs
Learn more about other poetry terms
Hysterically, I laugh at what I want to do to you.
What you deserve.
You clearly don’t think I’m crazy.
Well, clearly I’m about to snap after you used and abused me.
In the early evening, I come home from the park.
And inside my house there are shadows in the dark!
They'll label you
Try to give you drugs that disable you
Saying this will never hurt, its to save you
But it cures you
Cures you from not following the status quo
Wipe out all the truth you may know