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by FountainsOfBlood Jan 6, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / other
We're medicated We're scared We're drugged And uncared Each patient, a comfort A story, a problem Each patient, a cry With no one to solve them The same story Another found dead In the bathroom Or under the bed We're petrified Of the lies Saying we're fine And finding we've died We just wanna be OK We just wanna get out Yelling to the mummies No attempts, without a doubt All hopes lost You're forever trapped A hard hit for you Mentally slapped There's a chance You might get free Hopes are slim But then there's me...