A Foreword:
I have known many people who have been "pill heads," or addicts to prescription medicine. This is not uncommon in the society where I come from, and even in my run ins with other classes it is often the well educated who also fall for this menace, since it's not "illegal." It is a monster of unimaginable girth, one which destroys and consumes without mercy. I have lost friends because of this, I have come to terms with the fact that one cannot help those who are addicts, for only they can truly help themselves. I love all of my friends, and I would never want to see them in harms way. I present to you
"Happy Little Pill Head Girl."
not blind
born with two eyes
seeing the world
experiencing reality
coming to terms with observations
applying whats' been learned in the past
Action
It must be taken
Direction
It must be planned
must not let petty things obscure judgement
not a crow
only human
able to feel emotion
easy
must not be overtaken
kind people are hard to find
many like to pretend
the sick laugh at the unknown
prying open a book of boxes
in which to place everyone in
chameleons are everywhere
don't even know where to start
cover trails of intelligence
in search of truth
that lays squandered away
hoping no one will see
pretend like it's not happening
pretend knowing nothing
makes amends
it's lies
that break and shatter
facades so well built up
so intricate
Babylon is falling down
falling down
Babylon is falling down
my dear lady.
All along
play the part of the fool
to see how far it's pushed
blood letting
bled dry
death
rebirth
awaken
A phoenix
rises from the ashes
spreads it's wings over the plains
floating effortlessly in the sky
away from treachery
deceit
apathy
into something new
with brand new eyes
to see the world
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