Another day at the doctors..

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By My_pain_your_thrill •

Another day at the doctors, What will they tell me now? Perhaps I need to relax more? Or change my thoughts some how? Another day at the doctors, And I hate how she analyses me, Looking into my heart, As if she’ll see what I see! Another day at the doctors, And she gives me more pills, The pain wont go away, But at least I can sit still! Another day at the doctors, And maybe this will be the last time? Maybe I’ll get better, Maybe this is my time to shine? Another day at the doctors…

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December 21, 2005 18:11Faith

I actually don't mind visiting the doctor, but that might be because my mom is one. Interesting poem...

December 25, 2005 16:04My_pain_your_thrill

I mean doctor as in psychiatrists, who give you anti depressants, and tell you to get on with it.