If my mind has been deceived by meds
That I want to die
When I don’t
Then why do I realize it?

If every time I get pain
It eventually fades away
I induce pain again
And again I turn to gray

If I wear my life on my sleeve
In hope that someday someone will understand
Why does my life
Never go as I planned

If my body soon speaks
Louder than my words
Then why don’t I know
How to control my nerves

If my mind is over taken by meds
And everyone knows
Then why won’t anyone tell me
That it shows