ConstructionA Poem by Paige
Today I am sad, tomorrow I will be happy.
Maybe I just take the pills the doctor gives me because that is my comfort zone. Pills make me feel like I am home, And where have all of the good times gone? There is no time for rock bottom when you are swimming to the top, But I love the way rock bottoms feels, even when I'm drowning. I've got my finger on self destruction, My mind is always under construction. One lane open, 3 lanes closed, And nobody is taking my detour. I don't want this anymore, But everyday is the same. Here we go again.
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Added on May 18, 2020 Last Updated on May 18, 2020 |