I wrote this about kids who get put on meds there whole life,to sheild them from the truth.
Doctor,
I’m crazy
I’ve been seeing dinosaurs lately
This new pill is really fun
But it’s trippin’ me out man
You have really doped me up man
Do i even need this?
One time I did feel a little off
but I have been drugged since I was 8
So I’m not really sure what normal is.
I am pushing thirty
And prescriptions are a plenty
My friends are all here
all different shapes and sizes
My own made up world
Full of surprises
Doctor,
I know you said it might be dangerous
To get off of them
But I want to feel the real world just once.
I have been un-comfortably numb for about twenty years
Give me at least twenty more
To finally beat my fears
Doctor I don’t want these anymore
I feel worse than I ever did
My head is beginning to split
My eyes are becoming accustomed
To back of my eye lids
I’m afraid of my own house.
My parents died but they never moved out.
I’ll die in a padded room.
I want these brainwashed capsules
Out of my reach
I don’t really think doubling my dosage will help
Why should I be alive?
If another’s skin I will never feel
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