Maybe I need to go to the doctor
Check-in
Cause I checked out
Strap me to the table
And tell me what’s wrong
I need a
Doctors Note
Or maybe a little
Bit of hope
Get me a Doctors Note
Else I might just
Ex-plode
Gotta get that Doctors Note
Come on
Use your stetho-scope
Come on now
Prod and poke
Make that gat go pow
Damn, my head is
Spinnin' now
Give me medicine
Give me pills
Give me a way out
Get Out out out
Give me needles
Give me tonics
Find me help
A therapist
An exorcist
Something
Anything
Cause, I need a
Doctors Note
Or maybe a little
Bit of hope
Get me that Doctors' Note
‘Else I might just
Ex-plode
Gotta get that Doctors Note
Chase away the demons,
The freaking heathens ,
The monsters under the bed,
the scary things up
in my head
And the bad dreams too
Maybe if I go to the hospital
They’ll fix me
True?
Man, I need a
Doctors Note
Or maybe a little
Bit of hope
Get me that Doctors’ Note
Else I might just
Ex-plode
Gotta get that Doctors’ Note
Come on
Use your stethosco-
I could just go
straight to an institute
straight to hell
I need a straight jacket
Or something
I gotta be tied up or be tied down
Something
Anything to help
Cut me
Kill me
Help me
Hurt me
It’s all the same
Yell at me
Talk nice
Punch me
Hug me
makes no difference
Love me
Hate me
Couldn’t care less
Give me specialist
And referrals
Put me on your list
For your special psychiatrist
Give me new meds
And see if they’ll help
Shove me in a padded room
Almost like a quiet tomb
I need a
Doctors Note
Or maybe a little
Bit of hope
Get me a Doctors' Note
Else I might just
Ex-plode
Gotta get that Doctors Note
Come on
Use your stetho-scope
Give me quiet
Give me peace
Give me a coffin
Six feet deep
Give me a cliff
Three times as steep
Give me noise
Give me numb
Give me help
or let me hurt
Do you think i still need that
Doctors Note
And a little
Bit of hope
Get me a Doctors Note
Else I might just
Ex-plode
Gotta get that Doctors Note
Cause I walk in
And I check out
maybe I'm just broken
and i can't be fixed
mind's a prison
and the worlds all frozen
thoughts fracturing
like a broken mirror
And broken bones
While you’re growing gardens
I'm pushing up daisies
and ringing round them rosies
Cause I still need that
Doctors Note
Or maybe a little
Bit of hope
Get me a Doctors' Note
Else I might just
Ex-plode
Gotta get that
Doctors’ Note
- Author: Sam.C ( Offline)
- Published: December 22nd, 2023 08:52
- Comment from author about the poem: One of my friends wanted me to try to write a poem that sounded like a rap. Honestly, this was a lot of fun to write. Maybe I'll make it into an actual song one day.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 4
Comments1
Really enjoyed this one. And would make a cool song tbf. 🙂
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