Frankinstein,*Victum Of My DIsablity*

Chemical in my system
 Effecting my brain
 Dulls the senses
 Makes me feel sick

Doctors say it's necessary
 Vital to my recovery
 Sallow it with water
 Wait for effect

 It's been weeks
 And it's numbing me
 Tormenting to the point of agony
 Hollowed out on its high

 Oh what is normality
 What constitutes as normal
 I feel far away from reality
 This poison is breaking me

 Yet they swear it's good for me
 And I have no choice
 Forced into submission
 Taking pills against my will

 And the emptiness is strong
 Still they say I'm improving
 Only I cannot feel it
 It's like I'm closing in

 I waited to feel better
 Is this as good as it gets
 Those little round pills and
 A head full of regret