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Fighting a losing battle

Unsure which way to turn

Old and full of regret

Someone help me

Everyday seems the same

When will it ever end

No sense in being here

It's not worth it

Tell me to stop the way I'm thinking and acting

Tell me to take my pills and things will get better

Medicated existence

A prison in a pill

Flattens your emotions

Now you live in hell

Where can you turn when

There is no one to help you

Well meaning smiles on their patronizing faces

Everyday seems the same

When will it ever end

No sense in being here

It's not worth it

Tell me to stop the way I'm thinking and acting

Tell me to take my pills and things will get better

Medicated existence

A prison in a pill

Flattens your emotions

Now you live in hell