"THEY" said

 
I’m depressed I said,
It’s all in your head, they said.

I Know and there’s too much inside my head.
I told them I wanted to be dead.

No, no, no, they said,
That’s not right at all, pull yourself together, they said.

I didn’t know what that meant... I said
Pull myself together?
I didn’t understand .....I said.

Counselling they said,
We'll get inside your head
Give you positive thoughts instead
You'll sleep soundly in your bed

So where only demons tread
They talked around my head
Put angels there instead
On which the demons fed!

Medication they said,
For the voices in your head
For the feelings of black dread
For wishing you were dead.
Ok ........ I said

There are side effects they said,
Confining you to bed
tired with legs of lead
fuzzy feeling in your head
Ok .....I said

Six months I spent in bed
fuzzy feeling in my head
chemical cosh replaced the dread
might as well be dead
not ok ...I said


Electric shocks they said
To normalise your head
Shocked me till I bled
I wished the fuckers dead
They locked me up instead.

Who are “THEY” anyway?