Prescription Poem by Theorem The Truth Serum

Prescription



I'm just a medicated freak
After dropping the pill
I do not speak
When the lunch bell hits
I do not eat
I stare down at my sandwich
my eyes locked on the lunch meat
My face looks so blank
I don't even look alive
Its the doctor they should thank
He wrote the prescription
He said that it was good for me
And that I'd get a better education
But he didn't take into account
My sheer carelessness
There is no drug for that
Though one day I'm sure there will be

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