My Insane Asylum
Shooting me up with drugs
Just give me something to forget
My life is so not worth living
Never has been never will be
Staring at these blank white walls
I finally am going insane
Parades of images pass through my mind
Sensations I never want to relive
Food is pushed into my hell
Why even bother eating
I've already been silenced forever
Why attempt to exist
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