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by Steph Mar 11, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
I'm waiting for them To call my name For another shot Another dose of pain I've been sitting here for hours it seems I can see some sun One lonely beam They made me drink This awful stuff "Soda" they call it One sip was enough I feel tired Weary and dizzy I wish I was mom She's up and busy I'm not allowed to walk, move, or run This doctor's visit is awful I'm not having any fun I glance at the clock 10 minutes to go my time for waiting is getting very low I'm waiting here Then the Nurse calls "Steph" I have to think positive Only four shots left