I took the painkillers
I took them all
That includes the vioxx
That I found in the hall

It was a masterpiece
A masterpiece of a plan
Or so I thought
Until I woke up

The pills didn't kill me
Not at all
I hallucinated
And puked
But I'm not dead
...Not dead at all

I still breathe
The same air as you
I still do the same things as you
I'm not just all here...

**Note: I'm not sure how I feel about this poem...I wrote it the day my
mom realized all my sisters painkillers went missing...and it sorta explains
how I feel.
 
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