Can’t sleep
Yet another night
Picking up the phone
To find someone to call
Constant questions
Asking if I am taking my medicine
For once, I am
Why do people assume I need
Is popping pills the answer
Can’t sleep pop pills
Stomachs ache
Pop pills
Migraine
Pop pills
When did we become a society
Of pill pushers
Yet, when we ask for pills
We get told no
We are seeking it out
Somehow we have it both ways
When in this messed up world
There should only be one way
We have to fight a system
That is so against us
Here I am on the phone
Trying to explain why I can’t sleep
All I get is
Am I popping pills
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