Swallow, Be Normal

Swallow these pills you’ll feel better

Prozac, zoloft, seroquel, hydroxyzine, pills pills pills

Take it, swallow it with your saliva and let it dissolve in your stomach acid

Somehow the chemicals will make you like everyone else

“I took pills to kill myself why am I taking them to make me better”

Because dying is an illness

“But I thought this was natural”

No, your brain doesn’t work right, you don’t work right

I DON’T FOLLOW THE MACHINE THE INPUT THE OUTPUT

Fuck you’re right, how can I follow the machine of this country

When I want to die.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
Our world
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