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Blue with white capsules

In the morning

Little white and yellow pills

In the evening

 

Trying not to feel

Sedated

 

First this one then that

Day after day

One man after another

Night after night

 

Trying not to feel

Hurt

 

Small, quiet voices

Calling to me

People up in my face now

Screaming at me

 

Trying not to feel

Broken

 

No path shows clearly

Search as I might

Nothing left but to go now

Fear as I might

 

Trying not to feel

Lost

 

Running in circles

Scissors in hand

Not knowing the answers

Banging my head

 

Trying not to feel

Tragic

 

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