Where is this sickness coming from?
It makes me sad and takes away all my fun!
I want to run with the wind and sun on my face,
I want to get out of cars with much more grace!
Way to many pills, it’s just like a poison veil,
My organs inside attacked, will slowly rot and fail!
Give me some pot and take my pills, and set my body free!
It’s silly to think I may take worse drugs, for what? There is no nirvana!
A person I know has also said, the pills I take will kill me dead.
There is no doubt I want to be free, and will not fail,
But I’m afraid my minds decision could land me in jail.
So what do I do? I have too much pain, to do without one or the other.
If I choose what I want, someone could blow my cover.
Let me have my rights and free will,
And dammit politicians PASS THAT BILL!