Bipolar Med Bets
Seroquel made me sleep and gain weight,
Abilify constantly made me pace,
But Paxil made me lose my cool,
Plus talk too much like a fool,
And Geodon gave me insomnia of late...
So either fattened up in a grog,
To the point of being a hog,
Or join the forced march,
Which is so very hard,
All to save others from my lot,
Or get enraged at the drop of a hat,
With suicide listed as a side effect,
Or have peculiar ways,
Because of twenty-eight hour days,
To save myself Bi-Polar wrecks.
I am tired of all of this,
I get angry and have fits,
I've never been more unsure,
Since I sought a simple cure,
Yet I am told to keep on it.
It was not this bad before,
These medicines these horrors,
Being led to the slaughter,
Told always I oughta,
Keep this regimen enforced.
I am starting to think of ending it all,
Medicating the stallion in the stall,
Just release and be free,
To be the me I want to be,
Keep the men in white coats on call.
No this is really serious,
It really makes me furious,
They give me pills untrusted,
I continue to get busted,
So what good does it do for us.
I'd rather have the happy and sad,
Than be forced either way instead,
Because non-stop happy is dismal,
And sleeping my whole life abysmal,
I'd rather have what I once had.
To give respect and to be respected,
Rather than constantly corrected,
To be treated by others the same,
Bi-Polar is not part of my name,
I don't need to always be inspected.
My medicine hides my I.Q. of 156,
I sold estates, businesses, and insurance,
Corporate, computer and business Guru,
I've done much more than any of you,
Yet I'm still seen as the retarded kid,
All of these meds I have taken,
Made me worse than I had been,
So off these dastardly pills I go,
As soon as I am free to do so,
For only then will I finally be free.
- My Gull Wheels On
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