thoughts

you become what you see
all around you
i learned from the best
how to feel sad
how to make an art of it
how good little blue pills are
so pretty in my hand
they slide down my throat
and fromt hem arise a gas
which floats to my head and
becomes thick, slowing all the thoughts
stopping the worry
i drift off to sleep and for a few hours
i forget my problems

how can i ever grow up
how can i deal with bigger problems
when i cant handle the pittiful ones i have now?
when i have children looking up to me
i cant deal with it like i do
i'll have to change if i'm gonna make it that far
and right now, daniel is worth it
i just hope that never changes