Hello Doctor, how are you today?
I'm not so good, much to my dismay.
Even with your Prozac I'm falling apart.
Mastering happiness is a delicate art.
You want to increase the dosage I take?
Well, you can try, but it might be a mistake.
You see, you're running out of chances to fix me.
Tell me the truth, do you not agree?
I'm getting so tired of living this life.
I just want to get rid of all my strife.
No, I can't promise you that I'll be secure.
I don't know how much more of this I can endure.
Fine, I'll go back to your loony bin.
But the whole time I'll be waiting for my life to end.
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I love this. I have been there so many times and can totally relate. You said it perfectly.
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