Thoughts While On Medication Poem by Charlotte Ambrosia

The younger we are the more we think we know,
The older we become the more we realize that we hadent a clue,
The more you keep your eyes focused the better you see,
The less you keep your heart open the weaker you become,
the more trust you confide into others,
the higher you build your walls,
remember that picture of you when you were at your worst,
you dont always look like that,
never wounder 'what if'
it will eat you alive.
im just a burden,
maybe thats all i am,
stress can be fun when its all said and done,
happieness really is a warm gun - a beatles song,
nobody gets cursed unless you lose your muse,
i lost my muse, $100,000,000 reward.