January 14, 2010
By Anonymous

My mask is made
With thirty six miligrams of Concerta-
So you can blend into the crowd
And ten miligrams of Zoloft-
So you wont cry.
It makes me numb
And makes me blind

God forbid,
I don't want to hang with my friends,
I'd rather stay in my room
With the lights off above my head.
Then you notice
My non-conformity
Up the dosage,
Erase me.

I want to feel
And I want to see
With out being told
Whats wrong with me.

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