A Bitter Pill

It's 3:30 in the morning and I'm wide awake. Pumped with a ton of pharmaceuticals that are supposed to keep me calm, relaxed with a better sense of clarity. And asleep. They do nothing of the sort. I just wish If I have to live like this I could do something productive. Hell, the dogs aren't even in the mood to play. I hate being this tired and angry. I'm to tired to read or make any noise cause everyone in the civilized world is asleep. And this all adds up and I become angry and frustrated. I know there is no magic pill. I hope in my lifetime there is one that has all the good stuff with none of the bad. The side effects alone are why so many people quit taking them. I wouldn't take then for years too. Buts it''s either live like your crazy or give someone a shot at trying to make me a whole real person. It's sad really I was more of an extroverted person when I drank and did drugs recreationally. Now I'm just a shell, and a large one at that, of a shell of what I used to be. I would love to make music but I can't hear any cool licks in my head anymore. Writing is a joke. I do have a idea for a record. Instead of a concept album I will call mine a contraceptional album. Cause If you play it with any girls around your not getting laid. Therefore I have done my part to make the world a better place. Here have a Coke.