Forced Medication
I swear this medication
is taking all my dedication
withdrawal after withdrawal
is making life no fun at all
why were some of us born with brains that overthink
we drown ourselves in life, other people, drugs or a drink
I feel I keep falling down
reaching out but no one is around
so if you take the time to read this
you will see I didn't learn to write yet I bleed this
in the group home was I just a mistaken youth
forced to popped pills mixed up in my juice
from thirteen medications down to the final three
will I ever find myself again we will have to wait and see. -TA
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