The Placebo Effect

you bite your tongue and hope he's wrong you hope he's wrong you pull your hair in your despair for once something is harder than the rock that you've lived under and your mental disorder you and your mind in your man-made borders he's not the cure for your sickness just a disease disguised as bliss there is blood in the sink there are pills on your tongue your window is open in hope that he'll come you're shaking with fear he whispers in your ear, "kill me or you will suffer" leave your mother leave your father love them dearly kiss them sincerely you are sick he's not the cure for your sickness just a disease disguised as bliss your friends don't know you're throwing up Unisom, will you give me some the girl who broke her leg sits out