professional help…


Medication

I don’t need an education

I learnt all I need from you

They’ve got me on some medication

My point of balance was askew

It keeps my temperature from rising

My blood is pumping through my veins

Somebody get me out of here

I’m tearing at myself

Nobody gives a damn about me or anybody else

I wear myself out in the morning

You’re asleep when I get home

Please don’t call me self defending

You know it cuts me to the bone

And it’s really not surprising

I hold a force I can’t contain

And still you call me co-dependent

Somehow you lay the blame on me

garbage, back few good years!

photo from city of god movie!
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