• I have them
    So do you.
    All of us do.

    They cover our mind,
    Our bodies.
    Sometimes our souls.

    But what can we do?
    No one will listen,
    No one even cares.

    So, what can you do?

    Cut the knife deeper,
    Stab the needle farther,
    Pop the pill again.

    Does it matter?

    We all will die,
    One way or another
    We will all be forgotten.

    So, do we give up?
    Do we do what is expected?
    Do we?

    I leave that up to you.