Pills
The blue ones make me happy...
The green ones make me calm...
The capsules keep me level...
I forget which ones are wrong...
The orange ones help me focus...
The white ones are for pain...
Sometimes I take so many
that I forget my name...
I'm careful what I wish for, for it may someday come true...
When I shatter on the floor all my pieces will still love you...
Copyright © Darrell Hoover | Year Posted 2018
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