medication

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i dig my feet into the ground
and look at the clouds
where my thoughts
used to love to fly around

where's the time gone
and who have i become
i don't know myself anymore
i'm always glued to the floor

caught up in reality
i no longer ride the wind
i'm held down by gravity
and my thoughts are always dim

that's not me
i'm not me
i thought i was rogue
but i was free

now i'm chained
like the rest of us
my reality is changed
my dreams are dust

my mom would tell me
that i just grew up
but i didn't
my dreams are dust

i miss the way i used to be
always caught up
in the what if
in the blowup

and it's not drugs
or sex
or pixie dust
i used to fly
because there wasn't enough

of the sky
and the wonder
and the possibility
i loved the grass and the flowers
and the water and the trees
but that wasn't all there was
there were galaxies
and stars
and planets we couldn't see

there was life
somewhere else
people other than me
there was sadness
there was hope
now there's distance
now i'm listless 

and my feet are buried in the ground
and life isn't upside down
it's perfectly straight
and fine
and i miss
the way the moon shined
when the moon was out all the time
in my universe of a town
where nothing made sense
and the stars danced around
and now i'm upright
and i sleep through the night
and i never see the moon
and i never hear from you
the voice in my head
tells me to stay in bed
the chemicals in my mind
control me all the time
when will it be me
sitting behind the wheel
they tell me this is me
i tell you it's not real

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