medicine induced haze,
I watched the day go by
in a slow motion pace.
I can see the words
popping out of everyone's heads,
like bubble balloons
full to bursting of
words that they wanted to say,
but they can't,
or they won't,
because they're afraid
of the possible repercussions.
And here I am
in this medicine induced high,
itching to prick those balloons
with this imaginary needle in my hand
as I prance my way down
the hallway.
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