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Prozac Nation
So, my mind is swimming and swimming.
When all of a sudden, I’m happy.
I’m not alone anymore, I’m happy.
A few months go by and I’m like a colored picture
Of a taunted toddler.
I’m slowly becoming what I used to be.
Then, it all hits me at once,
Again.
My body is drowning, my mind is aching,
I have to start taking
Medication again,
Only, not for fun.
Either way, I’m tripping like Alice in Wonderland
And forgetting things like Dory.
I’m sleeping like Beauty,
I can’t stop thinking about DeJaBlue.
Everyday feels like De Ja Vu.
And now I have to go to the hospital if
I shake too much.
I don’t know what I’m doing
Anymore.
This isn’t Prozac Nation.
So why are you torturing me?
And this was supposed to be the end, but I just
Saw you and tears are fogging my glasses, my
Nail polish is chipped and I hate
You so much, but I still
Love you.
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Based off of a hard time I was going through and a little fun with a few allusions.