The Doctor Said To

Something seems to be missing.
And it's not friends or kissing.
Sometimes you would feel like you are inside of your head.

Like you are not alive,but dead.
You wondered,what could be the cause?
For your emotions to take pause?

Maybe you were looking for a solution.
And you needed something.
You were going through the motions.

And developing new emotions,devotions.
So the doctor came and walked up to you.
He told me,take these pills,and you'll feel normal,too.

So take this pill,you'll feel much better.
This is what he said in the letter.
You won't hurt no more.

Yet your emotions will be left on the floor.
Negative or positive,it doesn't matter.
Because they don't tell you that it will eventually start and erase.

You felt hopeless,in vain.
But how could they give you something and not tell you,that you'd wish you were dead?
Should I have been more careful?

Or kept wishing?
That people will stay with me and stop always ditching?
So take this pill,I'll feel much better.

When my emotions are nothing but a white sheet of paper.
I miss my old emotions before this event.
When I was a kid and did not know what it meant.

It started way years ago.
Take this medication and you won't feel foul.
The medication slowly eventually made me wake up numb.

And my head is cut off and severed.
When I wanted to feel happier.
But only ended up number,like in the letter.

And he assured me,you'll feel much better.
You'll be black paper,and your heart won't depend on the weather.
When you sell yourself to me you'll see.

The choice you made to be devoted to me.
I took away your woe and pleasure.
But it was your choice after all the measure.

Left with a blank face forever.
That may go away when we are together.
You will not hurt anymore.

And your emotions will be a locked door.
The doctor said to me,you will not suffer if you take the pills given by me.
You'll live inside your head.

And you'll stay all day in bed.
So,sell yourself to me.
You're a blank canvas now,we both agree.