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Psychiatrist

Please don’t ask me what I don’t want to tell Say something is wrong, as you should know well You think I’m a nut, and that’s ok Cause I know I’m one, and oh, by the way Help me get my meds adjusted, before I loose my mind Illness that I am fighting now, sure seems to be unkind Another antidepressant, to add to my daily grind Taking all these happy pills just so I won’t lose my mind Really now, doctor, what more can you do I am having to trust God an you Say something more is wrong with me Tell, me now, doc, and don’t let it be.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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