Schizophrenic Pt.2 Poem by Jacqueline Purcell

Never alone, all the friends you ‘made’ along the way will help you fine,
They want attention, but sadly for them; they must stand in line…
Enemies only with the doctors, who say the voices are never right…
Will you agree to do everything the voices say tonight?
The doctors say you’re sick, and 300 mgs will help,
Bud they don’t feel the types of feelings that you’ve felt.
They don’t know the friends you’ll lose if you swallow the M.A.S
“To be clean, this is all you need, ” doctor, you should’ve learned!
I could never lose these loving friends that I have earned.