sexta-feira, 13 de março de 2015

Meds.

Where?
Where is the light
of my life?
Oh, where.
Is it sealed in
these boxes?

Meds, meds, mad.
One give me craziest dreams,
other take away my libido.
one makes me sleep or I wouldn't sleep
at all...

One for me, two for me, all of them for me.
Why?
Why can't I think normally?
Why can't I be Normal?
Just fucking normal.

600 bucks on meds...and away my money goes...
and people tell me - "You should get out more!"
And I ask them, "With what fucking money?"

Where is the light
that normal people see
that drives them,
make them do
the most fantastic things....

to be normal.

where
is
the
light?

Meds, oh meds, I am
a fucking lab rat
an ongoing experiment

I look at my brother
-the chosen one
not the given one-
and wonder, how,
just how can one be so
fucking brilliant...
I look at Nymeria,
she's sometimes just
like me...
I look at Paulo,
I wonder how
a man can be so
ambitious on
the rigth things?
I look at my sister, the
panthress, I wonder how
she can get so high on life...
while I get so low, each day,
lower and lower...

I'm getting old,
getting fat
getting back
all the things I
had - when it all started
when I was 14 years old
and for the first time
saw the light of the
world fade away...

I'm going forward in time
but at the same time,
going backwards as well

Because the light is gone
And I am alone
Forever
and
ever.