My mental illness makes it so I can’t punch the clock
The medical system makes it so I can’t trust the docs
They say if you can’t run then you walk but my hearts running the shots
And My meds ain’t working no more in fact they make it worse than before
It’s beautiful and terrifying to be this perplexed
Down n out. You see my downs our out. What’s next?
I’m out
GoodnightNina. 