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Prescription
June 22, 2011
Crazy.
Insane.
Deranged.
Mad.
Mental.
Psycho.
That’s what they call me.
That’s how they describe me.
I need a prescription,
But I don’t have one.
The doctors say im fine.
Okay.
Sane.
Healthy.
Rational.
Sober.
Normal.
Well what is normal?
If no one is normal,
Then is normal insane?
Drowning in imagination,
I really am crazy.
Insane.
Deranged.
Mad.
Mental.
Psycho.
And there’s no way to stop it.
Without a prescription,
Everyone is doomed,
Including myself.
I need a prescription,
Or else nothing will be right.
© Tabitha B., Galesburg, IL
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