When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glimpse Out of the corner of my once unaided eye I turned to look but "it" was gone I think that I can put my finger on it now The once creative soul has grown too old The dreams of youth have long since passed me by
What will help me become comfortably unstrung?
Relax...relax...relax They want some health insurance information first They need to know the basic facts Can I show them where it hurts?
Come on...get out..go see my doc When I'm feeling...down? An Rx can ease the strain Helps to quell my pain Gets me back on my feet yet once again
Okay...Okay...Okay... Those tiny blue and orange pills always do the trick I'll need some more later on today But one too many and I will feel a little...sick
Can I stand up..stand up..stand up? I do believe they're working... "good" They will keep me going through each and every day Until it's my time to go away...
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