Though you're clearly mad and you insist you're just as sick as me,
I can't shake the feeling that you're in here voluntarily.
You'd think I'd be more worried. You'd expect me to be vexed
When you're in a lab coat one day and a patient's gown the next.
In a normal situation I'd be desperate to rearm
So it's strange my medication is your own straitjacket arms.
When the world wakes up and finds Sedation less appealing
I'll meet you in a padded cell with mirrors on the ceiling.
Author notes
Option two.
Another one for Matthew.
A contest entry
- love is like a photo,it develops in the dark! by ExpectingMommy18.
600 points, ended September 6, 2007, 7 entries
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this is a great poem and you did a wonderful job on it...thank you for entering my contest and the best of luck!!
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This is really good. The rhyme is cool, it all fits but it's never dull like, see and me, they're all pretty interesting words xXx
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