Medication

Dissolving pills, burning grass

Bet that the pain won't last

But the doctor man won't prescribe that

 

Medication, in sedation

My thoughts hold no retaliation

More, more, more, its become a wholesome relation

 

Pray to God, my God

That my brain won't fry

Just let the pain go die

 

No resolve, none at all

That's how they informed me

 

Ignorance, I'm ignoring them

This hypocrite is soaring

 

 

And I'm high above now

Looking down, my problems are ants

I forgot about my "can'ts"

 I have gained a different stance

But still, with all the suffering, I'll ask,

"Why, why, why haven't we learned to fix that?"