Down This Road Yet Again

I walk one more time

I have no clue why

I’m returning down this beaten path

They won’t find anything differently this time

Doctor will still tell me I’m depressed

That I should still take the magic drugs

Again I’ll refuse

I’ll drop their invite to the masquerade

Pills are a personal preference

I’ll make it on my gray matter

Still down this road once more I’m walking

Yet again

And I have no clue why