One pill,two pill,three pill,four...

I take two pills in the morning,
To make my emotions numb.
They make life not so boring,
Even though i feel more dumb.

I take two more pills at night,
To make me go sound asleep.
I have vivid dreams that fright,
A blissful slumber's obsolete.

My shrink prescribed me Prozac,
For my depression and anxiety.
I dread having another panic attack,
It prevents all normality in society.

I hope these pills will make me change
Although I feel quite dreadful mentally.
The side effects are weird and strange,
Likewise what they've made me evidently.