This
has gone on too long
It
is not healthy how you wallow
And
swallow all the bitter pills
And
imagined ills
And
turn your god-given soul
Into
a hole
That
swallows you
As
you wallow
In
imagined ills
Doped
out on pills
Not
recalling lifeÕs thrills
The
pain went away ages ago
But
for you, no
The
feeling of numbness is all that matters.