Answer:
I actually write music but it is sad and heartfelt ill show you and you can decide to use it or not.
Explanation:
My medications force me away,
reality is just make believe a luxury that I am in need of,
the doctors they say you'll make it you'll be fine just walk straight on the line and I promise you will be fine,
in reality im doing time,
ive made my brain into a cell that I cant escape a 4x4 box that makes me unruly insane instead of fighting to save my sanity I welcome the pain I expand my brain into a hell house and the demons that remain control and rule my ungodly state nothing to do now but to wait.
